VEERT (feat. Estee Nack & Stove God Cooks)

Ayo, you ain't never had to parallel park a Bugatti

5K, my YN'll catch a new body

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom

Victor Victor opps, jumper on Bulgari

Ruth's Chris cup, mix codeine with the Starry (Shit)

Out in Paris, ate Caesars five days straight

No reservation, all I had to do was rock my chains

French bitch fuck me 'cause my bracelet, didn't know my name (Gotti)

Long way from 70-something, clip Luol Deng

Grrt, ayo, Chan

The dope was grey and it smelled like vinegar (Fuck, coño)

Knew to cut it five or six times and it's the carjack press cinema

Jack, jack, jack

Slime-ass **** is amphibious (Snakes)

Stick through the family van hittin' you (Brrt)

Instantaneous, six aliens, jewels deep

Right away, Nack, yeah

Traps out the Latin boutique (Trap)

Mood swings, food for kings (We eatin')

Death toll, walk in, Supreme echo (Fly)

Clothes retro, fashion expos, select hoes (Mami)

Church music, fallen angels

Sounds good, yeah

Half-a-million-dollar Winnebago (Money)

Cops in plain clothes, Spain shows, been to great lows

Woo, we out, we here now

Now the motion like Mayco (Movin')

Hundred-dollar tips in Turks and Caicos, yo (Whoa)

Queso, case clased, black Rolls

Yeah, Nack

Nack done chose the path of gold, the math done told

And that's when you get it after you know, shit's the format

That's the order

Wipe your feet at my doormat (Word)

I'm tryna see where y'all is at, chk-chk, boom (Boom)

Witch doctor, raps and cracks, I'm a philospher, the Pyrex, I could be a part of

Magic, hit my line

Dancin' salsa, out-of-state posture

Oye Cómo Va

Colossal L wine and steak pasta (Uh-huh)

Drunk and high, lookin' like a pilot in a space saucer, vroom

Doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, we out

Putting a bullet, pfft, in the impostor (Toma)

Yeah, son, the illest **** on the roster

Headshot, Nack, ya

Ayo, you ain't never had to parallel park a Bugatti

5K, my YN'll catch a new body

Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom

Victor Victor opps, jumper on Bulgari

Ruth's Chris cup, mix codeine with the Starry

Out in Paris, ate Caesars five days straight

No reservation, all I had to do was rock my chains

French bitch fuck me 'cause my bracelet, didn't know my name (Woo)

Long way from 70-something, clip Luol Deng

They said the streets miss you, game miss you, kitchen miss you

Bricks miss you, plug miss you, fans miss you, fiends miss you

I'm back, ****, I'm back (Woo)

My wrist rested up, I'ma make it jump back (Woo)

Shooters hanging out the Rolls-Royce, ****, I'm back (Brrt)

Got my wrist rested up, I'ma make it jump back, uh, uh

I'm back, ****, I'm back

I know, I know, I know, I know, I know they think they this, them **** better stop

Them **** better stop

You can't compare one bird to a pet shop

Haha, you can't

You can't compare one Perc' to a fentanyl spot

You really can't

Just took my twins to Disney, on the way in, sold a brick outside of Epcot

They like, "Stove, you ain't cooked in forever, I know you rusty", I'm like, "I been had my tetanus shot"

Bitch, stop playin' with me

And I got the TEC in the drop

Brrt, bah, bah, brrt

Bitch, I been feet to floor like Fred in Bedrock (For real)

Fourth Rope cocaine champion, you can't wrestle with God

I got the belt

The Virgil rug say "Rug"

The plug name in my phone say "Plug"

Plug name in my phone say "Plug"

Horses on Sunset with Tremaine and slime rockin' the Denim Tear Uggs

Tracy McGrady, cook on one crooked eye, I'm the what?

I'm the one

I'm the one

Bitch, I'm me, who the fuck it is

And the album done, Stove