Like where do we start?
Just dropped the lot in the pot, lil bro gon' pass me that carb
And watch it froth to the top
I'ma whip and whip this shit and I won't stop till it locks
Got both hands in the kitchen sink and I ain't washing no pots
I'm thinking bout her backside cause shawty calling my trap line
The way I trap, I've been out all day, you'd think I'd trap till I flat line
Got love for my strip, I stay on my job
It is what it is, it's not what it's not
This life that I live, gotta do some shit sometimes that I can't condone
My nigga's in jail telling me he can make five times what we charge on road
First time I saw an ounce of white, no lie, fam I thought it was a bar of soap
Till my guy just bruck off a piece, gave that to a fiend
Watch him spark and smoke
Look I was in the trap interested, invested like I can't come home
Couldn't care if I chart or don't
Got dark and snow, let me charge my phone
Trap boy, look I can't do fraud
If I put my all in, that's my heart and soul
Blow a bag smooth on a tracksuit
Fam I came a long way from Shark&Paul
Whoops I mean Paul&Shark
Flooded the ends, where's Noah's Ark?
Test out the skeng, let's go to the park
Grab the phone book, let's blow it apart
He missed and missed it till he finally licked it, nigga that's progress
Back to the kitchen, finger itching, brudda I'll show you the process
Like where do we start?
Just dropped the lot in the pot, lil bro gon' pass me that carb
And watch it froth to the top
I'ma whip and whip this shit and I won't stop till it locks
Got both hands in the kitchen sink and I ain't washing no pots
I'm thinking bout her backside cause shawty calling my trap line
The way I trap, I've been out all day, you'd think I'd trap till I flat line
Got love for my strip, I stay on my job
It is what it is, it's not what it's not
If we drink then we drink up
Let's make a toast to residual income
I've got music streaming, dogs that are breeding
Diamonds are leaving my wrist numb
Pops sat me down one time just to talk about life
Said "It is what it is son"
And if it's not what it's not, you'll get knocked off your spot
Cause sometimes you lose some, you win some
Fuck the feds, fuck the system
Hug my bros close now they're home cause I missed 'em
Bro was on smoke, couldn't call him a victim
Crack your jawbone for my plug if he swings him
Sirens coming, got me and the guys dem running
Straight up, revenge tastes good, suttin like rice and mutton
You know talk is cheap, so boring I could fall asleep
Me, I had an awesome week, no rentals you know I own my Jeep
Back to the kitchen, Pyrex dish with the finest ting in
I was always taught just to mind my business
In the bando with the pipes and syringes
Like where do we start?
Just dropped the lot in the pot, lil bro gon' pass me that carb
And watch it froth to the top
I'ma whip and whip this shit and I won't stop till it locks
Got both hands in the kitchen sink and I ain't washing no pots
I'm thinking bout her backside cause shawty calling my trap line
The way I trap, I've been out all day, you'd think I'd trap till I flat line
Got love for my strip, I stay on my job
It is what it is, it's not what it's not
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