Empty out your pocket V2

Lyrics

[Intro – menacing synth hum, slow 808 thud]
Bag full of racks, yeah, I’m on the rise
Haters can’t touch me, I’m up in the sky

[Verse 1 – sharp snare rolls, deep bassline]
200 racks stuffed inside my bag
Took your girl, she’s riding my wave, no tag
I’ll smoke you like a fool, don’t test my rage
Haters fade fast, I don’t waste my stage
Zoom in daily, sun blazing overhead
Heat so thick, my toes burn before I can hide

[Chorus – catchy synth hook, layered ad-libs]
I got the money in the bag, yeah, I got the bag
Your girl right here, she’s riding my lap
Sun’s burning hot, but I’m colder than ice
Fake love don’t phase me, I roll with my guys

[Verse 2 – muted piano riff, bouncing 808s]
One day the cold hit, chills down my bones
Frostbite on my soul, I was all alone
Cracked the code, I don’t miss no more
You know I’m locked in, I don’t hit no wrong door
Thinking ’bout my boy AJ, my ride-or-die homeboy
Mess with him, you mess with me, you’ll end up destroyed

[Chorus – intensified synth, louder ad-libs]
I got the money in the bag, yeah, I got the bag
Your girl right here, she’s riding my lap
Sun’s burning hot, but I’m colder than ice
Fake love don’t phase me, soft vocal harmonies]
What’s the point of loving someone who don’t love you back?
Fake relationships just lyour heart in a stack
Dinner with exes, problems on repeat
I left that mess behind, now I’m living elite
am not done this is what you hear skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir so we need all that money all the money yeah yeah 200 racks in the bag I took your girl with the bag I'mma smoke you like a fool I don't miss no haters that's true zoom in everyday through the Sun the sun burning hot blazing through the year it's real hot outside I'm a man of God my toes burning off by the time I hide then one day he got really cold chilling off my bones it was real super cold it was one time when you noticed I don't miss at the code and you know this yeah thinking about my boy AJ thinking about the memories he is my homeboy mess with him you mess with me thinking about my past what's the point of loving somebody if you know they don't love you back there's no point going into a relationship that's just a fake yeah I got the money in the bag I got your girl in the bag with it I'm remember it was a sunny day cold as ice dinner with all my exes and problems and issues everyday cruising down the street every single day now I'm about to check this fool one two three zooming down the street with with me and AJ I see donatorius he ain't got nothing to know me my fit he talking about this map yeah he ain't nobody to me I don't even like him he smell like expired box of Reese's cooking at him like a steak that's so true he always trying to get in my way he always thinking everything okay he ain't nobody to me he ain't the teacher he ain't my daddy he ain't nobody to me that's why that boys think always staying in people way next time I see him I'm going to tell him that that little boy stank ain't my fault that you stank take a shower cuz you stank need some lotion cuz you stink I need some deodorant cuz you stink it's not my fault that's all because it's the truth because you stink that's all listen get in my way I'll swiss cheese this is what you hear and your head skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir I'm not done this is what you hear skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir skir head I have so many exes that pain in my head there's no point of a relationships that's all fake and then Tommy came around trying to get in my face my swiss cheese that little boy like he a steak he ain't got nothing to know me just like Donto he look alike the Bible he looks like th
[Interlude – trap beat breakdown, echoing ad-libs]
(Instrumental Solo)

[Verse 3 – rapid tommy is bald. His money turned about his hands are really bald. Everything about him is Bob? He always trying to brag, but he need another tag. I got bread for days.I got money on my mind.Money in the tree money in the sky money in my car monies on speed dial skir skir skir skir money money is on Speed Dial, yeah, yeah. Stay stack for the midnight mmm ay ay ay all the girls like me, but I'm a loyal man. Keeping my bread up.POKER Huh moving like the king of courses. I'm a curse with bread, cursing with the bread.I stay gambling on it i just hit the jackpot, AA i'll make you say how proud you are of me.So stay awake as long enough to see my way.Yeah, yeah, my way enough to see my way.\nYeah , yeah , yeah , yeah , mone