DJ Shay and Grafh - Out the Pot

Intro (Grafh)

Top chef
Top chef
Boom boom boom
Boom boom boom
Ay

Hook (Grafh)

It's all in the wrist
It's all, it's all in the wrist
It's all in the wrist
It's all, it's all in the wrist
It's jumping out the pot, out the pot, jumping out the pot
Jumping out the pot, out the pot, jump, jumping out
Jumping out the pot, jumping out the, jump, jump, jump
Jumping out the pot, out the pot
It's jumping

Verse 1 (Grafh)

Got another one, I got another one
Me and Shay whipping up a honey bun
Got a hundred killers, got a hundred guns
Know a lotta killas, you ain't none of them
This exclusive nigga, this a one of one
We jump niggas, mother fuck a one on one
Diamonds in my chain are coming from the sun
Where I'm from we run what you running from
We slung when you wanted some, got it when you see me
Product for the needy, out that bottle by the Genie
With tilapia by the kiwi and lobster by the ziti
I'm Pac when his middle finger was popping out on TV
Hopping out on GP, what, I'm boutta kill shit
Feds find the trap, I hit the kill switch
Ratchet get the potato, addicts they get the grilled fish
Trappin' in the trap is like a field trip, still whip

Hook (Grafh)

It's all in the wrist
It's all, it's all in the wrist
It's all in the wrist
It's all, it's all in the wrist
It's jumping out the pot, out the pot, jumping out the pot
Jumping out the pot, out the pot, jump, jumping out
Jumping out the pot, jumping out the, jump, jump, jump
Jumping out the pot, out the pot
It's jumping

Verse 2

Got another, I got another one
Not from Marcy but they coughing up a lung
Got the fiends dancing when the thunder come
Prom night, hammer in the cummerbund
Number one, uh
Slung, I got everything
My rollie is very plain, tick, no you won't hear a thing
I drip, what you wearing ain't shit, this is Vera Wang
I whip and I'm stirring caine quick
Now it's a hurricane, lord
I bring it back around
See my girl went to Jamaica told her bring me back a pound
She a college girl I put some work up in her cap and gown
She gonna do some time if security ever pat her down
I'm back and I'm back in town, read all about it
Beat you up on IG live, tweet all about it
Beef we all about it, the heaters we all around it
My kilos is ski slope, that be on the mountain

Hook (Grafh)

It's all in the wrist
It's all, it's all in the wrist
It's all in the wrist
It's all, it's all in the wrist
It's jumping out the pot, out the pot, jumping out the pot
Jumping out the pot, out the pot, jump, jumping out
Jumping out the pot, jumping out the, jump, jump, jump
Jumping out the pot, out the pot
It's jumping

Written by:
Demetrius Robinson, Philip Bernard

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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