5. Pots Songtext
von Ken Carson
5. Pots Songtext
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Pull up, then I swerve
Ain′t got no pancakes, but I been pouring out the syrup
My twin ready to blitz, all I gotta do is say the word
He really ain't on -, that boy just chirping like a bird
He think I want his -, don′t want his -, she get curved
I mean, I ain't want his - until I seen the way she twerk
I just caught a body, I just killed the -, yeah, I murk
I be countin' money all day, ay, my hands hurt
I′m tryna get inside her body, like a surgeon
He tryna get some money, but it ain′t work
They ain't worth -
I had to cut you off, ′cause you weren't worth it
She said I look good on Instagram, but I look better in person
She asked me why my cross upside down, I told her I′m cursed
I know she really don't give no -, she just want me to buy her a purse
If you′re scared, read a book or go to church
I spend that dog- and I don't never get reimbursed
Before I ever miss -, she gon' miss me first
She said she want some Ken Carson to come quench her thirst
She thought she was grabbin′ my -, but she was grabbin′ on my -
I'm - on a - yeah, and this bitch like 30
Chrome Heart glasses on my face, got me lookin′ nerdy
He thought I ain't know where he stay, and I pull up swervin′
Pull up, then I swerve
Ain't got no pancakes, but I been pouring out the syrup
My twin ready to blitz, all I gotta do is say the word
He really ain′t on -, that boy just chirping like a bird
He think I want his -, don't want his -, she get curved
I mean, I ain't want his - until I seen the way she twerk
I just caught a body, I just killed the -, yeah, I murk
I be countin′ money all day, ay, my hands hurt
Pull up, then I swerve
Ain′t got no pancakes, but I been pouring out the syrup
My twin ready to blitz, all I gotta do is say the word
He really ain't on -, that boy just chirping like a bird
He think I want his -, don′t want his -, she get curved
I mean, I ain't want his - until I seen the way she twerk
I just caught a body, I just killed the -, yeah, I murk
I be countin' money all day, ay, my hands hurt
I′m tryna get inside her body, like a surgeon
He tryna get some money, but it ain′t work
They ain't worth -
I had to cut you off, ′cause you weren't worth it
She said I look good on Instagram, but I look better in person
She asked me why my cross upside down, I told her I′m cursed
I know she really don't give no -, she just want me to buy her a purse
If you′re scared, read a book or go to church
I spend that dog- and I don't never get reimbursed
Before I ever miss -, she gon' miss me first
She said she want some Ken Carson to come quench her thirst
She thought she was grabbin′ my -, but she was grabbin′ on my -
I'm - on a - yeah, and this bitch like 30
Chrome Heart glasses on my face, got me lookin′ nerdy
He thought I ain't know where he stay, and I pull up swervin′
Pull up, then I swerve
Ain't got no pancakes, but I been pouring out the syrup
My twin ready to blitz, all I gotta do is say the word
He really ain′t on -, that boy just chirping like a bird
He think I want his -, don't want his -, she get curved
I mean, I ain't want his - until I seen the way she twerk
I just caught a body, I just killed the -, yeah, I murk
I be countin′ money all day, ay, my hands hurt
Writer(s): Stefan Lucian Cismigiu, Clif Shayne, Kenyatta Lee Frazier Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
