In My Pocket lyrics

[Verse 1: Soulja Boy]
Young Drako, n*gga I pop out with sticks
Shout out my squad, you know that I made my hood rich
M16 on me when I hop out the whip
Riding on the strip, with a bad b*tch
Make the wrong move then you know I'ma empty the clip
pus*y ass n*gga, you know you a b*tch
Young Drako, n*gga I pop out with sticks
Calling the plug to pull up with a brick
Gucci headband, when I walk, I’m rockin' red bottoms
Christian Louboutin, n*gga I got a hundred fifty thousand
Walk in with the drip, that's the sauce, I got thousand island
Me and Asian Doll, yeah we ball, in that new Ferrari
Skrrt the Hellcat, fishtail, or the Maserati
f*ck it, do the digi’ dash, Lambo or new Bugatti
In New York on the Breakfast Club, I took off like a rocket
I got a quarter million cash, I can't fit it in my pocket

[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
No, I can't fit it in my pocket
Got a quarter million cash, I can't fit it in my pocket
My and Asian Doll took off like a rocket
You ain't getting money like us, n*gga stop it

[Verse 2: Asian Doll]
You wasn't calling shots, I was 18 in rooms with ballers
pus*y n*gga, stop that hating and sh*t, the reason n*ggas falling
You ain't on sh*t, money grew a little taller
Put a n*gga in position, n*gga still had to follow it
You ain't got a mind of a gangsta
Smoke dope, drive Beamers
I was broke, came up, I’m famous (Aye)
First time saw a kilo, knew to keep that on the d-low
My handgun straight, these b*tches pump fake, Park Row my hood gazebo
My money gon talk cause the bullsh*t walk
I’m rich, these n*ggas little pillows
Spend that check myself, b*tch
Made that mil' myself, b*tch
Diss me on my hit list
She done talk a rich b*tch
I count guap, my fit sick
Gucci signed me, it’s lit, b*tch
I drip candy on my pack
Asian bout it, b*tch you ain't
b*tch, you mean it, f*ck you think?
I'm from Texas, sippin' drank
[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
No, I can’t fit it in my pocket
Got a quarter million cash, I can't fit it in my pocket
My and Asian Doll took off like a rocket
You ain't getting money like us, n*gga stop it

[Verse 3: A$AP Ferg]
Got a b*tch, so ratchet uh
SOD Gang with the ratchet uh
Cartier glasses uh
Diamonds is pink like Patrick uh
Your b*tch finna catch it (Yeah)
Poke that kitty like a cactus uh (That's right)
Addicted to fashion uh
New Jeff Hamilton jacket uh (That's right)
Got a new gadget uh (Yeah)
Hit 'em like Go Go Gadget uh (Go Go Gadget)
And the flow so magic uh
Pockets is fatter than Khaled uh (Like a young Khaled)
Your girl gonna grab it, and j*rk on it 'til she get calyce uh
n*gga finna blast with clips, might Pusha-T, No Malice uh
[?], I got my whip from an auction (Yeah)
Rari in Auckland
Got an engine, it's a car trunk (Right)
I'm probably just golfin'
Diamonds is wet like a Dolphin (Yeah)
I'm with Asian Doll then, Soulja Boy Tell 'Em we got one
[Chorus: Soulja Boy]
No, I can't fit it in my pocket
Got a quarter million cash, I can't fit it in my pocket
My and Asian Doll took off like a rocket
You ain't getting money like us, n*gga stop it