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Performed By: A.B. Not Normal
Length: 2:36
Written by: Abu Bah




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Stirring up the pot got my wrist hot, yeah
Stirring up the pot got my wrist hot, yeah
Don't move too close you might get popped
Six shots, bitches staring at me cuz my bitch hot
Stirring up the pot got my wrist hot, yeah
Stirring up the pot got my wrist hot, yeah
Lame niggas fronting like they big shots
Get knocked, ride around town with my thing cocked, yeah

I hopped out the Audi with my new bitch
Crew lit, had them thick bitches asking "who this? cool whip"
Yeah, I got it from f*cking with blue chips
Two clips, hold up nigga, don't do nothing foolish
My dawgs tight, never let no cats in
Bitch, yeah I used to f*ck with you, that's past tense
Bitch, now you hear me on your stereo
It don't matter where he go, deadly like venereal
Yo, popping the 4 for the last laugh
No cap, hoe, I'm dropping you foes for the fast cash
I go broke, bitch, I'm robbing yo store with a gas mask
Look, I'm just tryna get this money nigga that's that
Big facts
You smoking purple lemme hit that
Old bitch hit my phone but I don't want that bitch back
Get back, or your blood'll make your shirt mismatch
Click clack is the sound before I make an impact
Aye, tell me why these niggas so weird
Pussy ass niggas can't grow beards
My heart contains no fear
Spent whole years was living check to check
Now I got my money right so you know it's best to flex
Bitch I'm steady getting paper
Not the one that got the news, but the one that got the blue so I can drip all over you
I'm sick of all these fools that be tryna stick the dude
Lazy niggas hit the snooze while I be in the booth

Stirring up the pot got my wrist hot, yeah
Stirring up the pot got my wrist hot, yeah
Don't move too close you might get popped
Six shots, bitches staring at me cuz my bitch hot
Stirring up the pot got my wrist hot, yeah
Stirring up the pot got my wrist hot, yeah
Lame niggas fronting like they big shots
Get knocked, ride around town with my thing cocked, yeah
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Stirring up the pot got my wrist hot, yeah
Stirring up the pot got my wrist hot, yeah
Don't move too close you might get popped
Six shots, bitches staring at me cuz my bitch hot
Stirring up the pot got my wrist hot, yeah
Stirring up the pot got my wrist hot, yeah
Lame niggas fronting like they big shots
Get knocked, ride around town with my thing cocked, yeah

I hopped out the Audi with my new bitch
Crew lit, had them thick bitches asking "who this? cool whip"
Yeah, I got it from f*cking with blue chips
Two clips, hold up nigga, don't do nothing foolish
My dawgs tight, never let no cats in
Bitch, yeah I used to f*ck with you, that's past tense
Bitch, now you hear me on your stereo
It don't matter where he go, deadly like venereal
Yo, popping the 4 for the last laugh
No cap, hoe, I'm dropping you foes for the fast cash
I go broke, bitch, I'm robbing yo store with a gas mask
Look, I'm just tryna get this money nigga that's that
Big facts
You smoking purple lemme hit that
Old bitch hit my phone but I don't want that bitch back
Get back, or your blood'll make your shirt mismatch
Click clack is the sound before I make an impact
Aye, tell me why these niggas so weird
Pussy ass niggas can't grow beards
My heart contains no fear
Spent whole years was living check to check
Now I got my money right so you know it's best to flex
Bitch I'm steady getting paper
Not the one that got the news, but the one that got the blue so I can drip all over you
I'm sick of all these fools that be tryna stick the dude
Lazy niggas hit the snooze while I be in the booth

Stirring up the pot got my wrist hot, yeah
Stirring up the pot got my wrist hot, yeah
Don't move too close you might get popped
Six shots, bitches staring at me cuz my bitch hot
Stirring up the pot got my wrist hot, yeah
Stirring up the pot got my wrist hot, yeah
Lame niggas fronting like they big shots
Get knocked, ride around town with my thing cocked, yeah
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Writer: Abu Bah
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