Pocket Sand lyrics

(Chorus)
If you running up, then I'mma hit you with that *Pocket Sand*
*Look up in my pockets, all you see is* f*ckin' bands
Rusty Shackleford when I get up on the beat
*f*ck John Redseed, I hit you with this 23*

(Verse: Hank Trill)
Shoot you if you tattle
Keep a rattle
Winnin' battles
You a jackle
Won the raffle
Gettin' tackled
Candy paint apple
Codine in my Snapple
Smokin' Swishers in Seattle, b*tch
I'm drownin'
Need a paddle
I stay smokin' on them Camels
Rockin' camo
Hella ammo
Feel like Rambo
Hoppin' out the Lambo'
Sneaky, like a shadow
I'm the goat, you a lamb, tho
I be rockin' out with Cotton
I got rock up in my sock
I feel like Mary Poppins
When I die, bury me in a Codine coffin
(Chorus)
If you running up, then I'mma hit you with that *Pocket Sand*
*Look up in my pockets, all you see is* f*ckin' bands
Rusty Shackleford when I get up on the beat
*f*ck John Redseed, I hit you with this 23*

(Verse: Dale Drizzle)
Pockets look like South Beach
Listen to me when I preach
They playin' hide 'n' seek
So this crack is hard to reach (Oh man, Goddamn)
I might sneak up in yo' place where you sleep
I think the government is spying on me
They can hear me when I think
Yeah, I'm jiggy
Smokin' on a ciggy
Rollin' up a sticky-icky
Ladybird was tryna lick me
Hit her with the 50
Bobby fat as hell
Crack is what I sell
Swimming in the diamonds
My wrists look like Michael Phelps
I been smokin' hella well (Goddamn)

(Chorus)
If you running up, then I'mma hit you with that *Pocket Sand*
*Look up in my pockets, all you see is* f*ckin' bands
Rusty Shackleford when I get up on the beat
*f*ck John Redseed, I hit you with this 23*