[Intro]
Chalk in the air
Lip gloss, flare
Rack set, stare
(yeah, we there)
[Verse 1]
Warm-up shots, slow drag, smooth slide
Eight-ball queen in the backroom light
Line that cue like eyeliner, tight
I don’t miss, I just take what’s mine
Hips on beat when i leans, that curve
All that skill with a twist, that swerve
Calling pockets like she call my goals
Every stripe, every solid, every soul
[Chorus]
All her pockets up, watch me run that table
One by one, every doubt, every label
Click, crack, silence, then they’re stuck
I don’t aim small, i clear it all up
All my pockets up, they can’t touch her angle
Every shot straight truth, never tangled
Stack those wins, yeah, i fill that cup
Woman with the fire, all my pockets up
[Verse 2]
No Sweat on my back, that grind look fine
Practice nights turned to prime time shine
They said “too hard,” then I just laughed inside
Turned that talk to a target, lined it right
Bridge hand steady, heartbeat calm
Beauty and the break, that’s my charm
SFLG the woman with the plan, not no maybes
Underdog? Nah, if anything I got that rabies so watch out strip yo pockets out
[Chorus]
All her pockets up, watch me run that table
One by one, every doubt, every label
Click, crack, silence, then they’re stuck
I don’t aim small, i clear it all up
All my pockets up, they can’t touch my angle
Every shot straight truth, never tangled
Stack those wins, yeah, i fill that cup
Woman with the fire, all my pockets up
[Bridge]
Slow walk ‘round, hips trace that rail (oh)
Eyes locked in, every fear turns frail
I don’t chase crowns, i just stand up
This my game, my name, my lucked-up love
[Chorus]
All her pockets up, watch her run that table
One by one, every doubt, every label
Click, crack, silence, then they’re stuck
I don’t aim small, i clear it all up
All her pockets up, they can’t touch her angle
Every shot straight truth, never tangled
Stack those wins, yeah, i fill that cup
Woman with the fire, all her pockets up
SFLG
