Action JW - Money in My Pocket Lyrics

I got money in my pocket, bitch, let's get it poppin
All these pussy niggas cappin', boy, you need to stop it
In this bitch, I'm with my son, know, he look up to his daddy
With the rap, I'm havin' fun, in the trap, I'm really havin

Slid through that f*ckin' low, who got shot shidd ion know
Makin' all them f*ckin' posts, must don't know you f*ckin' next
Oh you Slid through that O?why the f*ck you ain't blow
Bitch, if I was outside, I would've upped the f*cking score

Probably in traffic, hit my licks, probably chillin' with my bitch
Bitch, you know I keep a stick, hope them pussies don't forget
We the ones shot your man, we the ones spinnee on your brother
Know them babies out they shit, they'll bang it out wherever

Probably f*cked a nigga, bitch, why he actin' like it's personal
Nigga, you know you a bitch, you don't wanna take it to that level
Out the window with that smitty', Ian know the law's what's behind me
Talk to God before that drill, only Lord, knows my timing

Tryna get my feet wet, tryna dirty work the bitch
Skis, tux, gloves, know, I'm on some murder shit
Don't give a f*ck, they say I'm wrong, no, I'm still gon' murk' the bitch
And they know my f*ckin' money long,ill just bond out , lil bitch

I got money in my pocket, bitch, let's get it poppin
All these pussy niggas cappin', boy, you need to stop it
In this bitch, I'm with my son, know, he look up to his daddy
With the rap, I'm havin' fun, in the trap, I'm really havin

Slid through that f*ckin' low, who got shot shidd ion know
Makin' all them f*ckin' posts, must don't know you f*ckin' next
Oh you Slid through that O?why the f*ck you ain't blow
Bitch, if I was outside, I would've upped the f*cking score

Bow bitch, yeah, shake that ass, bitch
You know how I got cash, let me see a split
Can you do some tricks
Something I ain't never seen, yeah

You know what I mean, yeah
Plus, I got my money right, uh, yeah
Pussy nigga, he don't wanna die tonight, yeah
Up this, up this pole, I promise I ain't tryna fight, ya

Uh, nigga, all this money, better get it right, ya
I got money in my pocket, bitch, let's get it poppin
All these pussy niggas cappin', boy, you need to stop it
In this bitch, I'm with my son, know, he look up to his daddy
With the rap, I'm havin' fun, in the trap, I'm really havin

Slid through that f*ckin' low, who got shot shidd ion know
Makin' all them f*ckin' posts, must don't know you f*ckin' next
Oh you Slid through that O?why the f*ck you ain't blow
Bitch, if I was outside, I would've upped the f*cking score

I woulda kilt yo stupid ahh