[Intro]
Check it out partner
I don't wanna see nobody out here from 10 to 2
You see dude right there? You see dude right there?
We a lay something down out here mane
I'm getting money out here mane this me
And ain't gon' nobody gon' run me outta here mane
I got this late night shift
[Chorus]
I'm over the stove (Stove)
If this rap shit don't work man I'm tellin' ya
I'm over the stove (Stove)
Saying I'm just saying I ain't playin'
I'm over the stove (Stove)
If this rap shit don't work man I'm tellin' ya
I'm over the stove (Stove)
Saying I'm just saying I ain't playin'
I'm over the stove
[Verse 1]
I'm in this rap game, dope game, tired of pushing cocaine
Hoping I'ma blow man, one day someday
Suckers in my mix man, he say, she say
Dress up like a bitch man, all day e'ryday
Selling promethazine, hopping weed, crystal meth, and bricks
Independent rappers dealing with radio politics
After parties, merchandises, shows, and verse licks
Internet and type of twitting tryna strike it rich
Fussing with my broad 'cause I ain't got a jaw
I ain't hittin' them draws, she calling me a dog
Grabbing and complaining like she goin' through menopause
Breaking out my window for scratching up my calls
I ain't got time for this shit, I'm way too silent for this
I got money to get, I'm 'bout to find this bitch
I'm on parole, the government got my soul
They want me back in the beam
To shoot a practice scoop the toilet bowl
Bitch!
Check it out partner
I don't wanna see nobody out here from 10 to 2
You see dude right there? You see dude right there?
We a lay something down out here mane
I'm getting money out here mane this me
And ain't gon' nobody gon' run me outta here mane
I got this late night shift
[Chorus]
I'm over the stove (Stove)
If this rap shit don't work man I'm tellin' ya
I'm over the stove (Stove)
Saying I'm just saying I ain't playin'
I'm over the stove (Stove)
If this rap shit don't work man I'm tellin' ya
I'm over the stove (Stove)
Saying I'm just saying I ain't playin'
I'm over the stove
[Verse 1]
I'm in this rap game, dope game, tired of pushing cocaine
Hoping I'ma blow man, one day someday
Suckers in my mix man, he say, she say
Dress up like a bitch man, all day e'ryday
Selling promethazine, hopping weed, crystal meth, and bricks
Independent rappers dealing with radio politics
After parties, merchandises, shows, and verse licks
Internet and type of twitting tryna strike it rich
Fussing with my broad 'cause I ain't got a jaw
I ain't hittin' them draws, she calling me a dog
Grabbing and complaining like she goin' through menopause
Breaking out my window for scratching up my calls
I ain't got time for this shit, I'm way too silent for this
I got money to get, I'm 'bout to find this bitch
I'm on parole, the government got my soul
They want me back in the beam
To shoot a practice scoop the toilet bowl
Bitch!
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