Young Stoner Life – Pots N Pans

Young Stoner Life – Pots N Pans Lyrics

Artist: Young Stoner Life
Song: Pots N Pans

(Chase Davis on the beat, yeah)
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)
sh#t 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)
f#cked on her once, I’m not callin’ again (Brrt)

She tried to play me, I f#cked on her friend (Woo)
Trappin’ on the block in the late night (Trap, trap)
I’m in the field like a great white (Great whitе)
Brewed up a potion, thesе n#gg#s gon’ bite (Gon’ bite, rrr)

I’m really poppin’, they think that I write (Think that I write)
b#tch, 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)
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)
f#cked 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 n#gg#s 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 b#tch off Perc’, Molly
I love her ’cause she done f#cked 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
n#gg#s get clapped in this b#tch, 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 p#ss#, 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)
sh#t 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)
f#cked on her once, I’m not callin’ again (Brrt)
She tried to play me, I f#cked 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 n#gg#s gon’ bite (Gon’ bite, rrr)
I’m really poppin’, they think that I write (Think that I write)

b#tch, 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 wrappers, 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 got robbed
If she a baddie, I’m goin’ in raw
f#ckin’ these b#tches 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
sh#t 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
sh#t 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)
sh#t 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)
f#cked on her once, I’m not callin’ again (Brrt)
She tried to play me, I f#cked 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 n#gg#s gon’ bite (Gon’ bite, rrr)
I’m really poppin’, they think that I write (Think that I write)

b#tch, 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)
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From the album:
Slime Language 2 [Explicit]
Release Year: 2021