Westside Gunn, The Alchemist, Conway the Machine and ScHoolboy Q - Fork In The Pot

Brr, ayo, ayo

Penthouse, 2 stoves
Dome shot, made a tootsie roll (boom)
Walk up in your hood like, "Fuck y'all"
They ain't see my lil' nigga ducked off (brr)
Fork in the coke pot, tryna make a billion (billion)
Lil' homie in the cut, man, got it on him
Fork in the coke pot, tryna make a billion (billion)
I ain't playin' with you niggas

Uh, look, lil G wanna spaz
Ready to lift a nigga off his feet for a bag
He need that dub, nigga, he doing bad
So I bet he do you bad
I creep through heats in the dash, I keep two stashed
Fuck the police too, I was speeding through the ave
Take 'em on a high speed chase, I'ma breeze through and laugh
'Cause the pigs hit a tree when they crashed, whoa
I'm recruiting savages, catch a body then they reuse the mag
Rap niggas hate me, R&B niggas mad, uh
I'm in that 50 Cent, G-Unit bag (ha)
Goons put the work in free if I ask
Make a G call, had three niggas stabbed
Shoot your block bare face, I don't need me a mask
Fuck it, they need to know that it was me if they ask (that was me, nigga)
I'm talking white sheep in the bag
Take 'em to the morgue, niggas feet get a tag, boy
Griselda, bitch, we get the cash
VIP, ten bitches got Clicq' in the glass (what up, baby?)
Two Cubans, both weigh a ki and a half, uh
I still know how to get a ki from a half (huh)
To come to my hood, boy, you need you a pass
Or else niggas finna take everything you have
Like run it, niggas try me, I'm gunnin'
This shit ain't nothin' new to me, nigga, I done it
I'm the man in my city, lil' nigga, I run it
I ain't the best yet? Tell who is I'm coming
Where the beef at? Pussy nigga, I want it
Niggas get shit bags shot, hit in that stomach
Balmain, both pockets full of blue hundreds
Grimiest of all time, Machine, bitch, I'm drummin', motherfucker

Penthouse, 2 stoves
Dome shot, made a tootsie roll (boom)
Walk up in your hood like, "Fuck y'all"
They ain't see my lil' nigga ducked off (brr)
Fork in the coke pot, tryna make a billion (billion, uh, yeah)
Fork in the coke pot, tryna make a billion (billion, uh, yo)

Where the dope at? I sold it all
Diamond chain full of Armor All
Drive McLaren down the Audubon
Nigga, bet your girl wanna tag along
Dose of this and go to Babylon
Summertime in Cali serve an avalanche
I'm a whale to a fish, nigga, serve quail to a brick, uh
Your aunties and uncles, they know me, nigga
Slanging them patties, her buns full of cavi'
Guns in the attic, fiends got me a palace
Bruh, it's hard to keep your balance when this K automatic
Gettin' caught up in the traffic, niggas die at the stop signs
I gave you details, niggas looking for punchlines
Throw bananas like Romo
Niggas serving grams like four door
We shooting for the head, no J-Lo
I go to jail, I'm keepin' it C-note
I never sell out like a B, though
I'm in a stolen whip, no keys for the Regal
Niggas squeezin' a bird
Your mind's for the worse, I Crip in church
And if the cops don't find it, thank God for a purse, uh, yeah

Penthouse, 2 stoves
Dome shot, made a tootsie roll (boom)
Walk up in your hood like, "Fuck y'all"
They ain't see my lil' nigga ducked off (brr)
Fork in the coke pot, tryna make a billion (billion, whip)
Fork in the coke pot, tryna make a billion (billion)

Written by:
Alan Maman, Alvin Lamar Worthy, Demond Price, Quincy Matthew Hanley

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