Pots N Pans

Go where I want and they goin'
Back to the trap, pots and them pans
Buyin' out out to the lot
swingin'
Shit, I’m beautiful, know that I lie
two piece
Why you copyin'? You gotta go up
Don’t try to diss me, I’m not showin' love
All of my chains, I keep all of 'em tucked
Shit can get slimy, but know that it’s tucked
pots and them pans
We nut in 'em, make 'em all white (Oh, yeah)
Bust in a bitch, she look like a Boston crème