Lyrics Pockets Fat Like Santa - Frio Gio

Fuck all that nonsense you the target
Choppa hit his garment on the carpet
And I got demands pull up slow hit your mans
Leave him ugly comic sans and my pockets fat like santa
Choppa messy it ain't got no manners
Took your commas now you got no grammar
Dots on his head it ain't dandruff
Dots on his feet now he a dancer

They look up to me like I'm the North Star
That boy think he winnin' but he ain't look at the scorecard
Choppa on my hip got more bodies than a pornstar
Look at your career it look somethin' like a mortar
Cause whenever that shit go up, it gon go right back down
Know it gon mess you up now you don't make a sound
Finna pull up on stage day ones by me we gonna take the crowd
We could have an earthquake
And you couldn't tell cause of how we shake the ground

Fuck all that nonsense you the target
Choppa hit his garment on the carpet
And I got demands pull up slow hit your mans
Leave him ugly comic sans and my pockets fat like santa
Choppa messy it ain't got no manners
Took your commas now you got no grammar
Dots on his head it ain't dandruff
Dots on his feet now he a dancer

Me and shawty gettin' intimate
I get in the box like a Christmas gift
I'm frio my ice is legitimate
Leave 'em on the street cause I ain't considerate
Hop out the range gon erupt jus like I'm Pompeii
We not the same crypto flow I got the block chained
I got more money than a hedge fund
I got more bars than a prison
Dictatin' the game like Kim Jung
I want all the smoke got six lungs
My flow too sick got symptoms
That boy tryna mess with my income
That boy must wanna be a victim
I leave 'em the color of crimson

Fuck all that nonsense you the target
Choppa hit his garment on the carpet
And I got demands pull up slow hit your mans
Leave him ugly comic sans and my pockets fat like santa
Choppa messy it ain't got no manners
Took your commas now you got no grammar
Dots on his head it ain't dandruff
Dots on his feet now he a dancer