Pots N Pans - NAV

Trippin', I went put a scope on the rifle

Ain’t shootin' up deers, I’m shootin' at the rivals

Hide your whole army, KP, he the sniper

Put that lil' baby in diapers (Diapers)

Fucked her one time and I left 'cause I ain’t like her

We got them choppers on deck like them bikers (Bikers)

Free all my niggas that’s locked up in Rikers

Pockets on Biggie, no Christopher Wallace

Came up with real ones around me, they solid

Roll through a roadblock, I’m ridin' with Dolly

I need my own, seen a whole lotta bodies

She used to strip, she was dancin' at Follies

She was projectin', that bitch off Perc', Molly

I love her 'cause she done fucked everybody

I’m with Slatt Gotti, they like, then we bought it

My youngin pull up and he takin' the charge

Truth in my rappin', this ain’t no facade

Niggas get clapped in this bitch, we applaud

Run up a bag and I get outta Dodge

Pop me a Perc', I done took off to Mars

Aventador and the doors ajar

Roll up her pussy, she sellin' her parts

Can’t come to my hood 'cause they pullin' your cards

I need the spot with the pots and the pans (Pots and the pans)

I got a stick that’ll make that boy dance (Make that boy dance)

Shit done got crazy, we runnin' from fans (Runnin' from fans)

I’m not a small fry, they do what they can (Do what they can)

Brand new machine like I’m callin' on land (Callin' on land)

I stood on the block and stayed down like a man (Down like a man)

Fucked on her once, I’m not callin' again (Brrt)

She tried to play me, I fucked on her friend (Woo)

Trappin' on the block in the late night (Trap, trap)

I’m in the field like a great white (Great white)

Brewed up a potion, these niggas gon' bite (Gon' bite, rrr)

I’m really poppin', they think that I write (Think that I write)

Bitch, I’m the bomb, I ain’t bangin' nice (Boom)

Whole gang is lit, they go boom when I light it (Boom)

She threw the trial like I ain’t got indicted

My life a movie, they couldn’t even type it (Couldn't even type it)

I’m really 'bout it, this ain’t no facade

Pokémon rappers, we pullin' they card

Duke send the track and I tell him it’s hard

Throw him an alley-oop, slatty, no charge

Test me if you want, I walk what I talk

Got a street sweeper to clean up the block

If we can’t find you, your cousin get smoked

F&N bullets fly, get on the floor

Shop by myself and I never get robbed

If she a baddie, I’m goin' in raw

Fuckin' these bitches is part of my job

Shawty on molly, so pardon the jaw

Multiple platinums turned me to the man

Like magic, make dope disappear, yes, I can

Go where I want and they go where they can

Back to the trap with the pots and the pans

Poppin' on pillys, got vibes for the vibes

Stay with the mob like a suit and a tie

Shit unbelievable, think that I’m lyin'

Hit with a two-piece, I think that he dyin'

Stackin' up millions, I gotta go up

Don’t try to dap me, I’m not showin' love

All of my chains out, ain’t none of 'em tucked

Shit could get slimy, it’s up, then it’s stuck

I need the spot with the pots and the pans (Pots and the pans)

I got a stick that’ll make that boy dance (Make that boy dance)

Shit done got crazy, we runnin' from fans (Runnin' from fans)

I’m not a small fry, they do what they can (Do what they can)

Brand new machine like I’m callin' on land (Callin' on land)

I stood on the block and stayed down like a man (Down like a man)

Fucked on her once, I’m not callin' again (Brrt)

She tried to play me, I fucked on her friend (Woo)

Trappin' on the block in the late night (Trap, trap)

I’m in the field like a great white (Great white)

Brewed up a potion, these niggas gon' bite (Gon' bite, rrr)

I’m really poppin', they think that I write (Think that I write)

Bitch, I’m the bomb, I ain’t bangin' nice (Boom)

Whole gang is lit, they go boom when I light it (Boom)

She threw the trial like I ain’t got indicted

My life a movie, they couldn’t even type it (Couldn't even type it)