Pockets Gettin Fatter
YUNG EUPHORIA, Yung Jimmay
YUNG JIMMAY:
Sinatra shot ya, got damn you
Shot down, riding round town
Cruising with the crowd
Making our sound
Coming out strong, coming in smooth
Rapping with the boys or who you choose
It don't matter, pockets getting fatter
Return of the boy, serve it on a platter
YUNG EUPHORIA:
Watch me drop the fucking shots when i'm in
Full moon, blood thirst you can hear it in the pen
Watch me gauge the 12-gauge to ya face
If you're hyped, i'ma rave cause i'm bout to make a stain
Yung euphoria dressed in all black
Looking like the reaper and i think he's coming back