Pokédex ft. BRØCK Lyrics

I lose money like I'm losing my friends

Lost 20k and I lost 20 homies

I don't give no shits about them foos

Tell them one less homie they just lose

Drama in the burb is some simple shit

I don't blackmail though, I just let it rip

Band-aid off, I'm making it bleed

Tourniquet on, I'm cutting them feet

Feet fuck your bitch, I don't want to say it

Socks off now, with some halftime lotion

Pedicure clean, I'm going to lick them toes

Making her squeal while I'm on the road

Hands on two and ten, while her titties on my eyes

Auto-pilot when she grinding on the ride

No plan B bitch, but I'm cumming inside

Planned parenthood without planned homicide

Stuck in the wings

Ouu, that stings

I'm just trying to show you what losing means

Moving up, Gucci tuck

Just wait until you see me with the Birkin up

Sip on this, have a trip

Live the life that you want to live in

Loose grip, detach

Rope to reality, got to give it slack

Lose my mind overtime

Thinking I just left cloud nine

I don't know what to do

My mind got one screw and it's getting loose

Drop a stack on a bag

See these bitches, ain't looking past

Drop that ass, throw it back

Give me a reason to make this last

This song, fake scandalous!

Next song, is the truth!

Homewrecking, I'm past this!

But what future holds, what will I do?

Fornication raps, my big cap!

Intercourse, I never misused!

But collecting your girl like a Pokédex?

Every type in my compu

Terrestrial girl what I look for

Like me, since I am a unicorn

Healthy boy with them big arms

Celibate, but a chick magnet, ahh

Why she so thicc, though?

I get her snap, so cute, I'm going to text her

Lame responses, psh, I'm used to do that

Until she asking for adderall the fuck that?!

CVS Pharm where she gets those pills

Then she sells them to addicts for 20 a pop

She work a five to two shift at the local bar

She attracts regulars because her looks aren't subpar

Cute girl make guys obsessed with her

She don't care, she just wants to smoke her weed

Feel good, pop a xanny once in two weeks

Maybe sleep with someone's husband, keep it a sec

Rhetoric don't matter, unless you got her drugs

You go to school? She don't care, smoke this blunt

Make her late to her shift, you smoking, too high

And when she leaves you feel lonely inside

But wait, you can visit her when she goes to work

She's so cute, you'll be there for her everyday

Get on the stool. You really don't usually drink

But you like her. You'll get a couple. Give her a tip