Yep, pocket full of pink fidgets, right pocket got blues in it I'm chop doing a hurricane, *****. Your phone like a turtle, *****. You is not no fuckin' boss. You know you a worker, *****. I'm a fuckin' splurger, *****. I'm am a dope server, *****. Real street, *****. You're a welt sorver, *****. Left pocket full of pink I was not a shoe. He ain't running up a band. He running kami. Let them beat the rope. Two thousand.