Jose Canseco Westside Gunn (Ft. Stove God Cooks)

[Intro: Westside Gunn]
Brr, ayo
Griselda
Brr, ayo

[Verse 1: Westside Gunn]
Ayo, the marvelous (The marvelous, ah), the gorgeous (The gorgeous, ah)
Twin Porsches (Twin Porsches, skrrt), the exalted (The exalted)
The archer (The archer), Prada parka with the shotgun
Every time the wind blow, I wanna pop somethin' (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
You never shot nothin' (Uh-uh, ah), imagine my vision
I had the Linda Farrows tinted, Pérignon washin' my Hell's chicken (Ah)
Over stoves, ambitions (Whip)
I'm from the same streets as Bust-a-Brick Nick and this wrist ridiculous (Ah)
Fifteen hundred on the kicks and them shits feo (Them shits feo)
Cookie or mayo jar, Jose Canseco (Jose Canseco, brr)
Jose Canseco (Brr, Jose Canseco)
Jose Canseco (Jose Canseco, brr, brr, brr)
Jose Canseco (Jose Canseco, brr)
Jose Canseco (Brr)
Ayo, born a god, rockin' Human Made (Rockin' Human Made)
Double up to a Geiger, sharpshooter aim, my third house in my cougar name
My lil' niggas still shoot for fame (Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
Moms don't work, pops skated, you don't know the pain (You don't know the pain)
Heron Preston rain jumper, don't know the rain (Don't know the rain)
What we do for stain, Pyrex souvenirs, maneuver 'caine (Ah)
Kerry James in the dope spot (In the dope spot)
Handed purple tops out the door knob