Stove Top - Dave East

Yo free my nigga man

Yo free my nigga man

Yo free my nigga man

Man fuck you nigga, get away from us nigga

Man fuck you nigga, get away from us nigga

Man fuck you nigga, get away from us nigga

I said fuck you nigga

I said fuck you nigga

I said fuck you nigga (Lighter!)

I was in the trap all night

All day tryna get my money back 'fore the sun drop

I’m paranoid so my gun cocked

Bout to run my city but I started off on one block

Flex’ll drop a bomb to this shit, we be in the projects every other day boy

I do the mission with the bunnies, I’m a playboy

Don’t even ask me what I make boy

I got my mask on in the kitchen

Caught a cramp in my wrist from the whippin'

He actin' nervous around the game, bet he snitchin'

If he don’t end up in the dirty with the fishes

Cocaine cookin' on the stove top

But you can smell it through the whole house

Streets got my heart cold like an old house

Sky dweller Rollie with a gold mouth

Couple bottles of that gold shit

A bunch of felons who I roll with

Spent they whole life tryna get a whole brick

I got a cousin doin' life, he never told shit

In a minute boy, your life could change so quick

Let off a whole clip, gave your bitch the whole dick

Nas told me in the dresser where the Tec go

Same energy as Pac when he got with Death Row

Let’s go

Cocaine cooking on the stove top

But you can smell it through the whole house

Say my name, I bring the hoes out

I put 20,000 in an old couch

Cocaine cooking on the stove top

But you can smell it through the whole house

Say my name, I bring the hoes out

I put 20,000 in an old couch

Niggas only hate you when they broke

Show me how much money you can make

Rob a bank before the day I go broke

Let’s see how much money we could take

Niggas only hate you when they broke

Show me how much money you can make

Rob a bank before the day I go broke

Let’s see how much money we could take

We’ve been trappin' for a long time

Throw a ladder on the chrome nine

How they killers but they online?

Spot jumpers switch the phone line

Harlem niggas got they own grind, I want the money

Hard to breathe when the yolo cookin' in the spot

Forgot I had a warrant from the bookers to the block

Came up from the bottom, I done took it to the top

Now I do the Rollie, got 'em lookin' at my watch

Trap help me with the lawyer money, I was burnt out

Knew a good girl, hit the dutch, she was turnt out

That new wave, I’m like Max with his perm out

15 I played the lookout, I can earn now

I know a couple fiends that I gave credit

All I want is straight cash, I don’t take debit

Rest in peace to Bush, that’s the old head

I told him I’d rather be dead than have no bread

Cocaine cooking on the stove top

But you can smell it through the whole house

Say my name, I bring the hoes out

I put 20,000 in an old couch

Cocaine cooking on the stove top

But you can smell it through the whole house

Say my name, I bring the hoes out

I put 20,000 in an old couch

Niggas only hate you when they broke

Show me how much money you can make

Rob a bank before the day I go broke

Let’s see how much money we could take

Niggas only hate you when they broke

Show me how much money you can make

Rob a bank before the day I go broke

Let’s see how much money we could take

Take it out your pocket if you got it

I used to have to hide the product in the closet

Take it out your pocket if you got it

I used to have to hide the product in the closet

Take it out your pocket if you got it

I used to have to hide the product in the closet

Take it out your pocket if you got it

I used to have to hide the product in the closet