In the Pot Lyrics

It was me and my brother from another

Riding with a plunger

Waiting and wondering where to find us a sucker

I came up jacking OZs and HPs

Graduated to home invasions with Co-Ds

I'm a code piece .45th under the fleece

I done slipped a few times but I always land on my feet

Made a plan in these streets

Get my bands, be discreet

I might knock off the plug

Sell his bag for the cheap

I'm a gangsta bitch, but you know that

I be stepping with the steppers, we a whole frat

And what you want, an 8-ball or a dub sack

Dirty money dropping dollars in a mud bath

And ever since the rugrat, I've been a tough cat

And we was broke mandatory nigga must trap

I went from green to the white I need a buff bag

Drop the whole stash in the bag hope it come back

I just dropped an O in the pot

Pray to God that it locks

If it do, then it's back to the block

I had to sleep in my hoopty

It's sad, but it's true

Now my whip got no roof, nigga poof

I just dropped an O in the pot

Pray to God that it locks

If it do, then it's back to the block

I had to sleep in my hoopty

It's sad, but it's true

Now my whip got no roof, nigga poof

Have you heard about the rose that arose from the concrete

Who would have thought I'd learn to walk without no feet

Money motivated

So you ain't got to ask what I'm thinking

All I hear is ching-chinging

When my cell phone ringing

I'm a top notch nigga, stacks in my denim

I done been a hella pickles but never needed a pencil

I ain't never wrote a statemen, ain't into pointing fingers

I signed a G code, that's a deal with a demon

I'm seasoned, ribs used to show now I'm eating

Drug dealer nigga, what I need, with a job

It was late night bleeding in the block

Oh word, you got the birds

We take these by the flock

Look, it's flip phones and bankrolls, p34's

We kick those and pimp hoes, whatever goes

Herringbones and hella gold we criminal

I'm finna call up the plug, get a whole nother load, nigga

I just dropped an O in the pot

Pray to God that it locks

If it do, then it's back to the block

I had to sleep in my hoopty

It's sad, but it's true

Now my whip got no roof, nigga poof

I just dropped an O in the pot

Pray to God that it locks

If it do, then it's back to the block

I had to sleep in my hoopty

It's sad, but it's true

Now my whip got no roof, nigga poof