Marvin Ye Stove God Cooks

[Pre-Chorus]
Say you love me, lie to me sweet
Double R stitched in my seat
Powder footprints falling off my feet

[Chorus]
If the weight right
Then we straight right
I get money Kid Cudi, day and night (Day and night)
If the weight right
Then we straight right
I get money Kid Cudi, day and night (Day and night)

[Verse]
Why you playin
I hear every whisper that these fuck n's sayin
Make me leave in a Prada trench with the K in
They grab us, we better get comfy first day in
Cause I'm more cookin and weighin
They more funny like the Wayans
But could've shot em on the way in
You don't know, that's the same trap they put Ye in
You don't know, that's the same trap I had my ye in
Clearly I'm on, how they gon bury a God
Deep in the pot, stretchin my arms
I made it fourteen and a half ounces
The scale said 411, then Mary came on
Water whip, rain drop splash on the Benz
Get rich, die fast, do that shit again
Mama them ain't killers, them my friends
Them ain't dope dealers, them my... (Fuck it)
Stove, Cool, Dre like old Snoop, Dre like
Murder was the case that they gave me in the [?]
If I die now my plug 'll still haunt you
If he die tonight, I'll have em shooting up his wake
They wanna put they feet in my kicks
They wanna put they shoes in my prints
They wanna see the stamp on my bricks
They studyin the way that my wrist twist
Studyin the... (Fuck it)