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Scarfo Da Plug – Back In The Pot lyrics
[Chorus]
Dead time, I'm just staring at the clock
Shackles on my wrist, I'm steady trying to pick the lock
I stepped right out of jail, Maury Jacobs, no socks
Bounced right out the county and I landed in the pot
I said I bounced right out the county and I landed in the pot
I bounced right out the county and I landed in the pot
And motherfuck 12, I ain't wake up for head count
When I was locked down, I had the streets in a drought
[Verse]
Trap call
Bitch, you know we eat
I just paid my lawyer attention
I didn't wanna finish my sentence
I only speak facts, just listen
They tried me with possession with intention
They almost send my ass to prison
I told you, this shit comes with consequences
I got some dope on my bezel from water whipping
Fuck Instagram, that's how I'm living
I'm juuging, I'm capping, I'm risking
Still way up, no investors
I'm DrugRixh don't need no advancements
My diamonds still dancing
Only baking soda in the pantry
And my trap house my mansion
Got a cooker, a shooter, a tester
Still fucking up these extras
With the nation, I flow out the Mecca
Just to kick shit, Ryan Sheckler
I'm back in my lab like Dexter
With the 16-5, no child molestor
My niggas held me down like wrestlers
And then fuck them bitches that didn't answer
[Chorus]
Dead time, I'm just staring at the clock
Shackles on my wrist, I'm steady trying to pick the lock
I stepped right out of jail, Maury Jacobs, no socks
Bounced right out the county and I landed in the pot
I said I bounced right out the county and I landed in the pot
I bounced right out the county and I landed in the pot
And motherfuck 12, I ain't wake up for head count
When I was locked down, I had the streets in a drought
Dead time, I'm just staring at the clock
Shackles on my wrist, I'm steady trying to pick the lock
I stepped right out of jail, Maury Jacobs, no socks
Bounced right out the county and I landed in the pot
I said I bounced right out the county and I landed in the pot
I bounced right out the county and I landed in the pot
And motherfuck 12, I ain't wake up for head count
When I was locked down, I had the streets in a drought
[Verse]
Trap call
Bitch, you know we eat
I just paid my lawyer attention
I didn't wanna finish my sentence
I only speak facts, just listen
They tried me with possession with intention
They almost send my ass to prison
I told you, this shit comes with consequences
I got some dope on my bezel from water whipping
Fuck Instagram, that's how I'm living
I'm juuging, I'm capping, I'm risking
Still way up, no investors
I'm DrugRixh don't need no advancements
My diamonds still dancing
Only baking soda in the pantry
And my trap house my mansion
Got a cooker, a shooter, a tester
Still fucking up these extras
With the nation, I flow out the Mecca
Just to kick shit, Ryan Sheckler
I'm back in my lab like Dexter
With the 16-5, no child molestor
My niggas held me down like wrestlers
And then fuck them bitches that didn't answer
[Chorus]
Dead time, I'm just staring at the clock
Shackles on my wrist, I'm steady trying to pick the lock
I stepped right out of jail, Maury Jacobs, no socks
Bounced right out the county and I landed in the pot
I said I bounced right out the county and I landed in the pot
I bounced right out the county and I landed in the pot
And motherfuck 12, I ain't wake up for head count
When I was locked down, I had the streets in a drought
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