Burna Bandz - At the Pot текст песни

Текст песни At the Pot - Burna Bandz

At the pot with my wrist and i'ma get it

Trap house fitness, rob a nigga for a pigeon

How you feeling? How you feeling?

With some young, wild niggas they gon' spill 'em

Ain't no healing, D.O.A and then we dippin'

Roll the dice, you know we risk it

100 milly, that was the vision, aye aye

I was on a mission, yeah yeah

We ride with the stank shit, yeah yeah

At me at mention, nah

Just keep the streets, yeah

I ride with this heat box

She pull up and leave ya'

Pull up and leave ya'

She like my demeanour, aye

She know I don't need her, yeah

Just copped a new freezer, aye

Cold feet gon' freeze up

That's why I don't hang with them

These niggas, they dangerous

Only hang around gang and none

Put a nigga on the pay for them

Put a nigga on the pavement

Niggas bitches writing statements

Free my niggas fightin' cases

He want war, this ain't it

Shoot about four clips

Pop around like who is this?

He ain't have it, he a gunner

Pookie shootin', he goin' swish

Uh, uh

Heard 'em niggas envision, yeah

Goin' hard we gon' get it, yeah

Goin' hard we gon' get it

So real shit she want me leanin', aye

Pop me a perc, I don't feel it, aye

Moncler, Moncler

Winter trappin' in my Moncler

Now we eat steak and lobster

Do a nigga with my wops, yeah

Death, for sauna

You already know how i'm rockin'

We don't have nothing in common

Pull up to the scene and i'm saucin'

Are you stupid? On me that i'm Wassin'

Like my mirror, my jacket, my

Shoot shit, we ain't with the talkin'

And these diamonds, they hit 'em like Hawkings

Runnin' it up and it stop 'em

I'm in the bando with Kobe

Four and a half to a nine

Five bands off a Oz

And we somewhere near your street

Traffic light, no, we don't sleep

Catch 'em lackin' now they cozy

My youngin a driller, keep it lowkey

Compact burna, don't approach me

This ain't a game like Sony

Free Stacks and scream free Homie

And i'm still screamin' free 30