He Gone

[Intro]
Plug
Dylvinci

[Chorus]
Pocket, yeah, I keep that shit right on me
She be on my bag, all twenty-four, I think I'm Kobe
'Cause she know, told 'em that I'm Tony
Pull up in that whip where you cannot catch me, bitch, I'm floatin'
I'm gone, oh

[Verse]
Shorty wanna fuck me, told her, "Hold on"
I got a show I gotta hit, baby, ice look like Frozone
Get your bags, stop tryna get mine, though
Why these niggas stalkin'? I'm like, "Oh no"
Nigga look like Romo
In my pocket, this shit cost a flash, not no photo
Every day is Christmas in my phone, I got like ho-hoes
Whippin' on dash, I came through his door like DoorDash
Bitch, I need my cash, and I put 'em on— (Ski)
Put 'em on gang
He said he need game, I need a M, cannot show change
Came a long way, so baby girl, I can't forget the days
Shе be all up over me, I swеar, it tastes like Minute Maid (Plug, oh yeah)

[Chorus]
Pocket, yeah, I keep that shit right on me
Pocket, yeah, I keep that shit right on me
She be on my bag, all twenty-four, I think I'm Kobe
'Cause she know, told 'em that I'm Tony
Pull up in that whip where you cannot catch me, bitch, I'm floatin'
I'm gone, oh