This is a song about "Pot cash girls"

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

Snap crackle pop your lyrics i tossed into the boiling pot,

Sticky fingers from pot of honey

Let me rideuntil i get free

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

I do self evaluate, yeah, i know i've got some problems

Java whatever i'm boiling in your pot.

One shot make a nigga's heartbeat stop

Got a beans if you wanna pop

Spitting randomly high on pot

We popping bottles, it don't stop

Get it hot in the pot

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

Pot gets to me/my eyes are blazed

Talking about the god you serve

We should appreciate the girls