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[Intro: Stove God Cooks]
We've remade one, uh, ah

[Verse 1: Stove God Cooks]
Bitches tell me I'm the realest (Realest)
Illest, Michelle killin' shit
Cocaine villain shit (Hahaha)
Stars on the ceiling
Hungry niggas give me the ick (I do)
You can't really race, almost done if you could wait (Yeah)
I mean it took a while to cook through all this weight
I mean they blew that boys brains out, they still ain't gettin' the safest (Woo)
Safe to say, you niggas can't walk with it (Woo)

[Chorus: Stove God Cooks]
I can't picture life with no money
Once you gеt the wire, we'll gеt money
I can't picture life with no money
[...]

[Verse 2: Westside Gunn]
Yeah-yeah
Machine cost three bust downs, but it's plain (Mmm)
Never got a median petty on the plane (Uh-uh)
If you too was all in Ukraine (Mmm)
Should've bought booty hide with the wood grain (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot, skrrt)
We pulled up on your block with the thing from Hoodways (Doot-doot-doot-doot-doot-doot, skrrt)
Gucci-jumper bitch in the pissy hallways (Ah)
Runnin' through the projects, police in the maze (Mmm)
Whip one to three and the quality amazin' (Whip)
I'm lookin' like a Maison model (Whip), I snook the gauge (Ah)
Appear when you took again, be so persuasive
Sleepin' on a PJ, big H on the blanket
Fucked your bitch, pussy so trash, I had to fake it
My Haitian shooter rockin' Gucci socks in the Salehe Crocs
From half-court with the baby Glock (Boom-boom-boom-boom-boom-boom)
And this gun, oh Lord, maybe or maybe not (Ah)

[Chorus: Stove God Cooks]
I can't picture life with no money
Once you get the wire, we'll get money
I can't picture life with no money
[...]