Gas Stove ElCamino

[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