Hand In My Pocket

[Produced by Sean C & LV]

[Verse 1: Pusha T]

Hand in my pocket and my fingers on the trigger

Walk Fulton mall like a Fulton street nigga

Still by my fronts off of Fulton street, nigga

Gabby got my face next to Shyne in the pictures

Sean C mad cause my time a little off

But I tried to tell 'em I make mines off of soft

So while he screaming deadlines I just ducked fed time

Read about it as this Lamborghini redlines

I'm CK with my Cody way

Mistaken for BK when the flow's displayed

When really I'm BX with that reflex

Replaced in VA, I'm a reject

Perfection takes time like a vintage wine

Don't compare me to fake rappers, they just fucking rhyme

So when you want a Johnny on the spot

The only thing I got is my Glock

[Hook: A$AP.Ferg]

We got our hand in our pocket with our finger on the trigger

Little man with a couple rockets, you ain't fucking with us

Cause your man on the blocka blocka, brain up on that ceiling

I be damned if you gossip, gossip, run up on your children

And they don't and they don't and they don't and they don't

(This is what it is)

And they don't and they don't and they don't and they don't

(This is what it is)

And they don't and they don't and they don't and they don't

(We gon' run up on your kids)

And they don't and they don't and they don't and they don't

(And it is what it is)

And they don't

[Verse 2: Pusha T]

The best things come to those who wait, the yola bakes

The condo is paid off by the closing date

No verse paid for that, that's from throwing weight

To every nigga getting money hope to motivate

And all similar guns, Rozay runs

For 16 hours we would sweep up crumbs

Still then we would never sleep on niggas

Kept our hands in our pockets and our fingers on the trigger

[Hook]

[Verse 3: A$AP.Ferg]

You talking about what you gon' do, sir, talking about busting your Ruger

I don't believe you got looser, most of you pussies is neutered

Talking about how you got big guns, you just be fuck computers

Talking about how your man draws, this nigga remind me of Luther

I'm just a little bipolar and my system is hunting on solar

And I'm spitting like [?] welcome to an island of vultures

And I'm so superfragilisticexpi-out-of-my-dosage

And I need my medicine cause I'm sick as fucking neurosis

In the focus, lines of coke in noses [?]

Fucking bitches [?]

Oh shit, tell your bitch to blow this

I'm a motherfucking lunatic, run around with hooligans

This motherfucker don't want beef, I heard he on some tuna shit

Hit him over the head with a motherfucking pool stick

Hold this fucker a hostage, hmm, feed this bitch a spoon of shit

You like that?

I'mma take this garbage out and I'll be right back