Pots N Pans (feat. Lil Duke & NAV) Ringtone – Young Stoner Life Ringtones Download

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Writer(s) : Martinez, Navraj Goraya, Chase Davis

Artist(s) : Lil Duke, NAV, Young Stoner Life

Album : Slime Language 2 (Release Date: April 16, 2021)

Label : YSL, 300

Producer(s) : Davis, Cubeatz

Genre(s) : Hip-Hop, Trap

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Pots N Pans (feat. Lil Duke & NAV) Ringtone

LYRIC to the SONG

(Chase Davis on the beat, yeah)
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[Lil Duke:]
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)
s*** 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***ed on her once, I’m not callin’ again (Brrt)
She tried to play me, I f***ed on her friend (Woo)
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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 ni***s gon’ bite (Gon’ bite, rrr)
I’m really poppin’, they think that I write (Think that I write)
b****, 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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Bad b**** overseas Skypin’ (Skypin’)
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***ed 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 ni***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**** off Perc’, Molly
I love her ’cause she done f***ed 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
ni***s get clapped in this b****, 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****, she sellin’ her parts
Can’t come to my hood ’cause they pullin’ your cards
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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)
s*** 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***ed on her once, I’m not callin’ again (Brrt)
She tried to play me, I f***ed on her friend (Woo)
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[NAV:]
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
f***in’ these b****es 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
s*** 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
s*** could get slimy, it’s up, then it’s stuck
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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 ni***s gon’ bite (Gon’ bite, rrr)
I’m really poppin’, they think that I write (Think that I write)
b****, 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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