Chunky Pockets - Intellectual

[Intro]

It's all in the way she move, (Chunky) It's all in the way she move (Chunky)

All of my pockets real thick and they chunky, I got the trap jumping ‘round like a monkey

Fiend for the green, I’m a get money junkie, fiend for the green, I’m a get money junkie

Smoking that weed, got the trap smellin’ funky, shots at the cookout, boy, go get your auntie

Lately I simply been loving that money-, murk bitches in Tally like my name Ted Bundy

Told you I really been loving that money, freaked out, I’m thinking ‘bout fuckin' that money

In vintage sweaters, I look like a mummy

Big ARP, turn a nerd to a dummy, yeah

Let them shots off at your tummy, poppin’ percocets like Flintstone gummies, yeah

Snotty, we leave your nose runny, my pockets built like they Gloria, chunky

Moving these bricks, aye, watch how I flip these-, Strip these hoes down, I’m tryna see they titties

XD chilling with models, they striptease, (Swag), Believe it or not like it’s Ripley’s, huh

Yeah, cruising with gang and we skrrt off in Bentleys

Hell nah, hell nah, I ain’t friendly, swear if I ever rat, told them boys, “Kill me”

Taking that dick, and she talkin’ ‘bout, “Fill me”, lil’ freaky bitch, and she talkin’ ‘bout “Drill me”

Foreign lil’ baby, she look like a Gypsy, huh, tuh, huh, them boys gypped me, yeah

Mm, shawty tastes like Rice Krispies, yeah, mm, shawty tastes like Rice Krispies, yeah

Hold up lil’ baby, don’t kiss me, yeah, I don’t even know where your lips be at

Said you gon’ shoot, where you at?, yeah, blow out a Brazillian back, yeah

Hit it, she died on impact, ah, ahh

Smoke me a new pack, yeah, yeah, not a Scat, that’s a Scoot Pack, yeah, yeah

Everyday it’s a new gnat, yeah, yeah

Moving these bricks, aye, watch how I flip these-, Strip these hoes down, I’m tryna see they titties

XD chilling with models, they striptease, (Swag), Believe it or not like it’s Ripley’s, huh

Yeah, cruising with gang and we skrrt off in Bentleys

Hell nah, hell nah, I ain’t friendly, swear if I ever rat, told them boys, “Kill me”

All of my pockets real thick and they chunky, I got the trap jumping ‘round like a monkey

Fiend for the green, I’m a get money junkie, fiend for the green, I’m a get money junkie

Smoking that weed, got the trap smellin’ funky, shots at the cookout, boy, go get your auntie

Lately I simply been loving that money-, murk bitches in Tally like my name Ted Bundy

Told you I really been loving that money, freaked out, I’m thinking ‘bout fuckin that money

In vintage sweaters, I look like a mummy

Big ARP, turn a nerd to a dummy, yeah

Let them shots off at your tummy, poppin’ percocets like Flintstone gummies, yeah

Snotty, we leave your nose runny, my pockets built like they Gloria, chunky

Yeah, let them shots off at your tummy, poppin’ percocets like Flintstone gummies, yeah

Snotty, we leave your nose runny, my pockets built like they Gloria, chunky

(Yeah, let them shots off at your tummy, poppin’ percocets like Flintstone gummies, yeah)

(Snotty, we leave your nose runny, my pockets built like they Gloria, chunky)

(Yeah, let them shots off at your tummy, poppin’ percocets like Flintstone gummies, yeah)

(Snotty, we leave your nose runny, my pockets built like they Gloria, chunky)