Intro: Haha
Good gas, Loud, Ayee
Chrous:
Playing wit a pot no stir fry
Yo bitch heat me up like hot fries
Im wit this smoke like how high
He dont want smoke he a lie
Im in the trap, serving the bites
I bend her back, made that bitch cry
I do the dash straight through the lights
Need for that gas i got pints
Verse 1 :
We up that block, clutching pipes
I got rocks tell me outside
Bobs goin' bob
I can not wife
Been on that block squeezing that pipe
I dont want talk
I want the money drip with no walk
Pouring the bubb, Post up on that block
You know its sunny, i got that trap
House on bunnies
Verse 2:
Baking that pot
I wit that pan
I pop a rocky wit that xan
Like a Cockroach im in you kitchen
Whip my Cock out make her kiss it
Bring the mops out for the glizzys
Not Ralph laurel, nigga Fendi
On the run till they come get me
Im bigged out, niggas kidding
Chrous:
Playing wit a pot no stir fry
Yo bitch heat me up like hot fries
Im wit this smoke like how high
He dont want smoke he a lie
Im in the trap, serving the bites
I bend her back, made that bitch cry
I do the dash straight through the lights
Need for that gas i got pints