Stove Tops

Lyrics

[Intro: El Camino] Uh, Yo Uh, Yo Uh, Yo Uh, Yo [Verse 1: El Camino] Yo, my nigga told me that one of my other niggas told I was rich soon as I lit the stove Bently truck rippin' through the snow D Block where the bricks get sold Gun long as a fishing pole We had a bigger block, but we still played the same streets I taught my young boul how to clean off and aim heats We made peace But a few niggas got killed I swear I'll put the .40 to your head Make your brains melt I'm on another level, we ain't cut from the same shelf I wanted a Straight-eight, till I seen how that Range felt I bet the Mac 11 make 'em dance like ballerinas We came from small venues, now niggas sellin' out arenas I bet I bring my '9 to the game like I'm Arenas I got your baby mama in my bathroom suckin' penis Before she pulled up, made her get my shit from the cleaners Only the hustlers get rich, this shit ain't for the dreamers I'm a genius [Chorus: El Camino] Yo, I could've made a million off the stove top Shit, I could've made a billion off the stove top Uh, I could've made a billion off the stove tops Uh, I could've made a billion off the stove top See, I could've made a billion off the stove top Uh, I could've made a billion off the stove top Shit, I could've made a billion off the stove top Shit, I bet I'll make a billion, uh [Verse 2: 38 Spesh] Ay Yo It's real when you got a family to take care of My only problem is the beef that I'm unaware of Black twin snubs, whole squad got a pair of No leg shots, I'ma put 'em where his head was I'm shopping for chandelier bulbs And weird rugs That right there was made from a bear cub Serve whole bricks, I don't tear drugs Master flexin' on 'em as a bird man And I don't wear lugs While niggas hate, I just share love Last year was A lot of funny handshakes and weird hugs Hate is not a sincere grudge When I shoot I have to wear gloves, some shades, and ear plugs I remember facing the ceilin', the paint was peelin' Fuck all that good guy shit, I'ma play the villian Ask how I got this chain, it came from dealin' If that bitch pretty and broke, then she ain't appealin' Trust