Stir The Pot Freestyle Part 2 (Keep Stirrinnn)

I’m cookin raw crack
Click up like the buttons on yo ballcap
Trey pound
Knock a wolf down
Call ya dogs back/
You know the piff smell
Sticking like a dope sell
Forever leadin
I ain’t never hold a coat tail/
Clean the resi off the scale
Kind of weed that never go stale
You know Slow money for sho money/
My hood credit solid
I don’t owe no money
I beef wit niggas bout my pussy jus to let you know/
I smoke the best weed
Tried to keep it low key
PIFFman PIFFman
Yea that’s me/
Bought my first Rollie off a quarter key
Fiends took the work when it was watery/
Demons of my past still haunting me
Altered all the morals that was taught to me
When u spending big
You start to think more cautiously/
Gs dropped the jewels
And they was brought to me
Back when Me and Capo
Bagged a whole P
5 a G/

Keep stirring
Keep stirring up the pot
Keep stirrin keep stirring x4

I’m talkin big shit
Yea
What yal really wanna do
Who said Gasol can’t come to the hood
I’m on the east cookin up right now
23 floor at the nino wit the microwave by the sink stop playin wit me
Yal ain’t really into that type of shit yal jus rap it
And stop hittin ya girl over my music nigga
PIFF