Gas Stove

[Intro: Gucci Mane]
Where we at? Right by Libra? Churches? Okay!
I used to walk 'round that corner right on Flintwood
Pack your bag shorty with a 100 pounds of good
I was trapping like a fool, me and FF Fool
Kept that fucking tool, didn't go to school
I was trapping like a bitch, I sold a lot of bricks
I hit a lot of licks, I really don't give a shit
'Bout a pussy ass nigga, a pussy ass ho

[Verse 1: ElCamino]
Yo yo
I'm baggin' up with Satin up
We all rich, cuban link on lit
Bitches on my dick
Rollie case, you know we holdin' sticks
Send many shots as you want, just make sure you hit
Drive-bys in stolen whips, loaded clips [?] fits
My shooter throw 'em like the old Vick
He take your life and tell you hold this
Stove lit, chrome shit open up your face and let you hold six
Put up the bag, but all he wanted was his nose fixed
You see me in the Benz, that's my old whip
We millionaires that's why we roll thick
Court-side with a bad bitch sippin' D'usse on some Hov shit
I was on D-Block
Now I'm on some all over the globe shit
We on the road with the whole clique
Out in Cali got bitches that I can go hit
I'ma be rich long as the stove click

[Hook: ElCamino]
Yo yo
I'ma be rich long as the stove click
I'ma be rich long as the stove click

[Verse 2: ElCamino]
I'ma be rich long as the stove click
I clean your brains off my shoe
With the tissue you wipe your nose with
Had meetings with bosses, we on our own shit
When I speak you be talking so you don't know shit
You ain't a boss when you owe shit
You a bum and a homie shoulda never let you hold shit
Gold wrist I'm lit, I keep a cold bitch
I never love them though, cause you know how these hoes get
Yo Poppin my shit, you probably seen me on the Forbes list
I'm in a foreign you never know what hoe I'm with
Thousand doller jeans I had the forty in
The police on my ass here we go again