[Chorus]

I keep that hot shit like a Tea pot

OG stuffed in a cookie jar

Pull up, boy you better have the guap

I'm a doctor, give ya pussy ass a shot

While you was on a hill, I was somewhere in the field

Now I'm working towards a billon, and I'm living in the hills

Tucked in my drawls, bitch I got the Tommy Hil-

-figer if it sizzle's, its a scary site, ew

Pussy you be talking bout a bunch of nonsense

Money all up on my conscience

Latex, we can get it poppin'

Led Zeppelin, and you know how I'm rocking'

Ridin with the mop, going up like a stock

Whats up in my pocket? its a muthafucking knot

Pull that bitch out make it rain on a thot

My pistol got a dick, make it piss on a opp

[Verse 1]

10, 20, 30, Bullets flying like birdy

I'm a Chiraq warrior, and I'm balling like I'm Curry

If you looking for Chief Sosa, I'm where? Eating curry

Yous eating on that bitch, she was sucking me early

Choppa click clack, dududu, make him twirl

Keep talking all that shit, now he screaming like a girl

I do this shit for blood thats my boolin' side

When I start cappin, thats my coolin' side

Damn Sosa how you get the tool inside?

I own this muthafucka and I do as I does

Bullets eat his skin, bitch food his ass

Fly shit, Peacoat got my tool inside

Runnin' from the cops, dodging hole pots

When it comes to guap, get a whole lot

When it comes to opps, get a toe tag

Fuck nigga thought I wasn't on that

[Chorus]

I keep that hot shit like a Tea pot

OG stuffed in a cookie jar

Pull up, boy you better have the guap

I'm a doctor, give ya pussy ass a shot

While you was on a hill, I was somewhere in the field

Now I'm working towards a billon, and I'm living in the hills

Tucked in my drawls, bitch I got the Tommy Hil-

-figer if it sizzle's, its a scary site, ew

Pussy you be talking bout a bunch of nonsense

Money all up on my conscience

Latex, we can get it poppin'

Led Zeppelin, and you know how I'm rocking'

Ridin with the mop, going up like a stock

Whats up in my pocket? its a muthafucking knot

Pull that bitch out make it rain on a thot

My pistol got a dick, make it piss on a opp

[Verse 2]

I'm digital, like Sonny nigga

Do something, go and get some money nigga

'Fore I hit ya ass with the Tommy nigga

I ain't winnie the poo, this ain't honey nigga

Act like you want smoke, you funny

Doing walk up with the pistols, you running

I talk all this shit, cause I can back it up

No ‘tivis bitch, I'm acting up

Who the fuck you is, Bernie Mac it up

Like Kash Doll, bitch I'm accurate

Hop in my car, and I rev it up

RIP to the damn competitors

Bitch I'm a predator

Had a meeting at 10, went at 11 somthin

Don't be up in the lane when I'm bowling guns

Fuck nigga better not blow ya nose or nun

[Chorus]

I keep that hot shit like a Tea pot

OG stuffed in a cookie jar

Pull up, boy you better have the guap

I'm a doctor, give ya pussy ass a shot

While you was on a hill, I was somewhere in the field

Now I'm working towards a billon, and I'm living in the hills

Tucked in my drawls, bitch I got the Tommy Hil-

-figer if it sizzle's, its a scary site, ew

Pussy you be talking bout a bunch of nonsense

Money all up on my conscience

Latex, we can get it poppin'

Led Zeppelin, and you know how I'm rocking'

Ridin with the mop, going up like a stock

Whats up in my pocket? its a muthafucking knot

Pull that bitch out make it rain on a thot

My pistol got a dick, make it piss on a opp