House of GLORY Westside Gunn (Ft. Stove God Cooks)

[Chorus: Stove God Cooks]
Why you mad? (Why you mad at me?)
Broke nigga, why you mad?
Chopper out the window, chopper out the window (Brrt, bah, bah, cha)

[Verse 1: Stove God Cooks]
You don't know my expenses, I gotta buy bigger plates
And bigger scales and more bags, what you mad for?
We put them digi' numbers on the dashboard
Took her to the top from the trap floor, I'm that raw
Had the feds at the front and the back door

[Chorus: Stove God Cooks]
Broke nigga, why you mad?
Why you mad?
Chopper out the window (Brrt, bah, bah, bah, brrt, bah)
Chopper out the window (Ah)

[Verse 2: Stove God Cooks]
Foggy glass pots and TEC beams
I'm Jesús with the recipe
I'm everything they dying to be
Half a million cash is ecstasy
Bullet holes in the Lexus seat (Brrt, bah, bah, bah)
He had some tricks up his Avirex sleeve
This shit is rec for me
Reach for my necklace and see (Woo)
One burner don't work good, but we still cooking
One bad brick don't stop no show, we still cookin' (Still cookin')
My grandaddy told me you'd get back what you put
My wrist say I get back way more
And I got twenty of 'em comin' and they paid for
Fuck is we playin' for? You know what you payin' for
Fuck is we waitin' for? What would I weigh 'em for?
It's all good and if it ain't all good, nigga, I'm all good
I'll be—