[Intro]

(Polo Boy Shawty on the track, so I am killin' it)

(Plugg!)

[Chorus]

In my pocket be them dead guys

Flex-flexed up on these niggas like I'm Popeye

Nigga try me, he be a dead guy

Walk up on a nigga, fuck a drive-by

Pour me up a four, I'm in slow-mo (lean)

Coolin with yo' main, she on go mode

[Verse]

A-All this ice I'm feeling like Sub Zero

I'm with a bad bitch, she a Libra

She gon' set it off like Queen Latifah

I'm riding in this foreign smokin' reefer

Sippin' on this pink but it ain't Easter

Nigga fuck the school, fuck my teacher

All I make is hits like Derek Jeter

Hoes said that I wouldn't be shit

Now she on my phone, she get a "Who this?" (She get a what?)

Niggas always looking for some damn drama (Plugg!)

Nigga, won't you go and find some damn commas?

I-I-I'ma get a check, watch me fuck it up

Left my kids in her mouth, she gon' suck 'em up

I'm walking with a limp, I got that .40 tucked

I don't fuck with niggas, I'm a damn Jew

Shawty gon' choose, yeah, these hoes gon' choose

Man these hoes confused, don't know what to do

She say "Ron you ballin'", call me Cold Abdul

Baby, I'm that nigga, I could never lose

Pull up on your bitch and watch what she do

I'm in another time zone

This lean, ain't no Henny in this Styrofoam

Fuck a nigga business, I'ma mind my own

Nigga playin' games, get his mind blown

M-Money counter, you know I don't count shit

D-Drugs got me paranoid, can't trust shit

Nigga run up wrong, I'ma bust quick

I think this nigga mad 'cause I fucked his bitch

[Chorus]

In my pocket be them dead guys

Flexed up on these niggas like I'm Popeye

Like I'm Popeye

I flexed up on these niggas like I'm Popeye