Sick Pockets - Atl Smook

Sick Pockets - Atl Smook

  • Year of release: 2019
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 2:37

Below is the lyrics of the song Sick Pockets , artist - Atl Smook with translation

Lyrics " Sick Pockets "

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Sick Pockets

Atl Smook

I was fucked up, talkin' pockets on E

I was down bad, had to get out the streets

Roadrunnin', yeah, I gotta go eat

Young nigga, I need a Patek Philippe

I got these niggas that gon' envy me

Know that I keep that lil rocket on me

I pour me up like four Os of that lean

Feel like a martian, I’m astronaut geeked

I count up a check every week

Might fuck it up on a freak

Real niggas goin' extinct

These little niggas peewees

New bitch she came from Belize

New foreign, came wit' no keys

New ice, I had to VV

Bein' broke, that’s a disease

Cameras flashin', diamonds dancin', my boys 'bout that action

Countin' bands up in the Westin, I just got them packs in

No, I ain’t goin' out sad, for whoever askin'

Smokin' on Jet Lag, don’t think I’m never landin'

Two molly capsules, feel like Captain Planet

Just like a stripper, these diamonds dancin'

She say I’m cute, or my watch is handsome

Fuck her then I go ghost like I’m Danny Phantom

Sippin' Color Purple like I’m Danny Glover

I can’t see these niggas like I’m Stevie Wonder

I got real drip, you gon' need a plunger

I know real slimes like an anaconda

Too many bales, we gon' need a Tonka

Smokin' Nerdz, I know Willy Wonka

Foreign bit' gon' eat this Chimichanga

I got dirty birds just like Atlanta

Hi-Tech wit' my Fanta

Black and white bitch, call her panda

Keep a sack on me like Santa

These niggas really be rats, no Splinter

These niggas really be fake, no finsta

Niggas sneak-diss, can’t wait to get wit' ya

Yeah, yeah

I was fucked up, talkin' pockets on E

I was down bad, had to get out the streets

Roadrunnin', yeah, I gotta go eat

Young nigga, I need a Patek Philippe

I got these niggas that gon' envy me

Know that I keep that lil rocket on me

I pour me up like four Os of that lean

Feel like a martian, I’m astronaut geeked

I count up a check every week

Might fuck it up on a freak

Real niggas goin' extinct

These little niggas peewees

New bitch she came from Belize

New foreign, came wit' no keys

New ice, I had to VV

Bein' broke, that’s a disease

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