From The Pot

The way that I'm fuccin' these bitches
They catching these feelings I'm sticking my dicc inna heart
Niggas be cappin' fa socials but they ain't gone blow it
You know that shit all a facade
They took my lil brother relapsed on that substance
A nigga was buggin' Ian even gone flodge
Only time I got fronted when shit was a lil ugly
But shoutout to Havoc we had it on loc

Ima die bout respect the nigga keep playin'
I'm knockin' him right out his muhhfuckin socks
I don't care for a thot after I fuck on a bitch that lil hoe man she can kick rocks
Ima get to the top pray for better days I can't wait to the day I get mama a drop
So I can't ever flop LitooBandzz and G So so the haters
They know that this record gon pop

We came from the Pot/Say I beat the odds

Ain't neva been fishing but I keep a rod
500 fa da glocc bitch I'm not finna box
I fucc from da bacc and she say "oh my god"
We held dem bliccs in my momma garage
I was too busy trapping couldn't keep me a job
I had it hard but we all take a loss
Niggas ain't got no money you claim you a boss
You ain't een dripping that ain't een no sauce

You niggas is soft
Came from down under the South and you know that them piggies was hot
Clientele good won't ever a day where G Peso he had to go post on no block
A nigga wan try me he catchin' a shot
One up in the head ain't no need to cock
I'm feelin like Magic I'm passin the rock
Securing the bag niggas fumble a lot
I won't ever crash they want me to rot
Member comin' in last now they wantin' my spot
I'm doin' the dash I ain't stoppin' for cops
Left my ex in my past I know she in shock
I was broke as a joke now I'm havin' the gwap
Stick my dick in her throat you ain't gettin' my heart
1300 they solid and playin' they part
Keep ya tabs on day ones they been fake from the start
My brother he bout it I'm prayin' he spark
They counted me out I got left in the dark
So Ima gonna go far, and get rich offa bars
Get the rafe wit the stars and my mom a garage
Have a threesome menage cuz I couldn't flex and flodge
Member times they was hard so I went made a play
Ain't nobody gon do it I'm gon make a way
And lil Pablo he good gon put racks in the safe

And she say I'm too much too handle
Well baby I don't understand you
I'm not wit the bacc and forth you can get canceled
That pussy good but I know that's it's ran thru
You done fucced on the opps you can fucc on my mans too
We putting niggas up, they buying candles
I'm hot as a bitch imma need me a fan too
She tryna slurp me and eat me like canned soup

And that's on the crew
Yo lil bitch gon go and you already knew
I'm tellin' the truth Bandz gon spray it like mace
Get caught wit yo bitch he gon spray at her lace
Get left in a ditch you not ready to race
Ain't no crossin' the line betta stay in ya place
Cuz brodie on go and he ready to spray
Do dirt wit a mask you won't get a case
I'm ready to blast they took brodie away
Big blunts of the gas straight to the face
Do kush-ups wit ease I'm stayin' in shape
Pray to God every night so I'm keepin' the faith

Ayeeee and nigga u couldn't relate
I know the industry fake I ain't throwing no shade
Nigga I'm calling a Ace saving these hoes needa cape
Ayyyeee niggas be building a case
How you gon eat wit no plate shawty jus want her a taste
Authentic however I'm coming one hunnit you know Ion play

Ima die bout respect the nigga keep playin'
I'm knockin' him right out his muhhfuckin socks
I don't care for a thot after I fuck on a bitch that lil hoe man she can kick rocks
Ima get to the top pray for better days I can't wait to the day I get mama a drop
So I can't ever flop LitooBandzz and G So so the haters
They know that this record gon pop



Credits
Writer(s): Keonte' Bradley, Carlito Lamb
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