Hands In The Pot Lyrics

(Hey, hey, hey)

Hands in the pot


I'm tryna kill on the spot


So many game that I've caught


I signal the shot


And nobody better reignite


That fire works good overnight

Still got 'em shots


Them bodies be loaded tonight


So who gon' be bitter tonight
, y'all be sweeter tonight

I don't put my might on the mic


But if niggas try me, I might

Hands in the pot


I'm tryna kill on the spot


So many game that I've caught


I signal the shot


And nobody better reignite


That fire works good overnight

Still got 'em shots


Them bodies be loaded tonight


So who gon' be bitter tonight, 
y'all be sweeter tonight

I don't put my might on the mic


But if niggas try me, I might

(Hey, hey, hey)

Yeah

I sell a bit of etymology, gifted with it, I'm a prodigy

Proud to be, quite a G, quality instead of quantity, nigga

Tryna sell a rare commodity, nigga

I'm one of few niggas

I'm overflowing on the track

Instead of overflowing all the market

But who really cares

I ain't tryna be preachy, but true to myself

(Hey, hey, hey)

No clue bout yourself, nigga, you're losing yourself

Literally killing yourself

(Hey, hey, hey)

Is to be off-the-shelf, pointing fingers, but you did it yourself

(Ah)

You've got to respect my hustle

I'm raising the bar, then I flex them muscles

God in the flesh, I'm a grown-ass man with a three-day stumble

My vision's tunnel. (Tunnel)

I show off things, then I keep it humble

I mind my business, in the booth I'm a genius

My record's dumb, Guinness

If I speak my thing, man, it goes for real

If you want this smoke, you gon pop that pill

Man, I know the drill, and I got them skills

All for one, I'm one for real

All for one, yeah, I'm one for real, yeah, I know the deal

Bloody pill

What goes around comes back around in a circular motion

Karma will be bad for you and good for me

Don't stress for me, that's blasphemy

You're homunculus and I'm alchemist

You're pessimistic, I'm optimistic, yeah, I'm up for this

Woke for the dissing, I'm ready to meet

Nigga, it's time for beef

And y'all digging the heat of my food outta the kitchen

Let's go

(Yeah)

(Hey, hey, hey, hey)

Hands in the pot


I'm tryna kill on the spot


So many game that I've caught


I signal the shot


And nobody better reignite


That fire works good overnight

Still got 'em shots


Them bodies be loaded tonight


So who gon' be bitter tonight, 
y'all be sweeter tonight

I don't put my might on the mic


But if niggas try me, I might

Hands in the pot


I'm tryna kill on the spot


So many game that I've caught


I signal the shot


And nobody better reignite


That fire works good overnight

Still got 'em shots


Them bodies be loaded tonight


So who gon' be bitter tonight
, y'all be sweeter tonight

I don't put my might on the mic


But if niggas try me, I might

(Hey, hey, hey)