Diggin In My Pocket

[Verse 1] The only time she speaks the taboo Is when I get her purchased shirts and the tattoos Forget about the Bengals, make the system bambooz Conditioner for the hair to follow the shampoo If not, shoppin, lip-gloss poppin She copped the attitude, forgetting the meaning of respect Money equal gratitude, her feet Indian Pressing in the latitude New pumps, ? can't go casual That's like tryna turn a ho into a housewife 3 AM still at the club all night Silver Patron, gingerale over sprite The insight of a golddigger ain't nice It cost to be the boss and I can't pay the price She's a fucking gamble snake eyes, nigga roll the dice If it ain't about her nails, her house or her ice [Hook] Diggin' in my pocket, diggin', diggin' in my pocket She diggin' in my pocket, diggin', diggin' in my pocket My pocket [Interlude] Hello? Yo, what's up baby? How you doin'? Huh? You need some more money? Whatcha you mean you need some more money? I just gave you like six hundred dollars! [Verse 2] She diggin in my pocket, yeah she livin' in my pocket Money make her laugh so she giggling in my pocket Shake her booty to the beat, wriggling in my pocket Girl you need to stop it, or else I'mma knock this She giggle and I'm smoky, actin like I ain't got shit She say "nigga you are rich" (No I'm not, bitch!) "Na-uh, Hodgy don't try to play" When all she do 24/7 is play all day I'mma end up broke, if I have to pay all day Pay for my admission and have to pay her way She need to go to work, need god? Go to church You only seem to flirt when you want a new skirt Girl I need a fix, and a second; grab a twix You claim to need (?) and the (?) and the gifts Well I have no more to give If you can't listen to me? Well, here's my ad-libs (You can't have shit!) [Hook] [Outro] Yeah girl, you really have to go, y'know You was diggin' my pockets too deep But I had other bank accounts, it dont really matter though I hope you happy, cause I get money, money I got money, money Odd Future, go on