Lyrics Mariota (feat. Stove God Cooks) - Westside Gunn , Stove God Cooks

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A yo, listen here, fifties in the Cartis make my vision clear
Rub the Pyrex three times, my coke genie appear
Pistol whip out your veneers, Marine sea on the Lear
Clutchin' mother pearls, my nigga got a thousand years (ah)
You don't even gotta ask who run the culture
Bottega loafers with the square toes, runnin' from cops
Like Mariota throwin' baking soda, SK with the strap is cobra
In NOBU actin' antisocial, nigga, I don't know ya

Swordfish dishes, left half his matha missin' (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Sippin' fine wine, we used to whip in Prime Time's kitchen
Turned a blind eye, we came back, drive-by niggas (skrrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)
MachineGun died, I swear a nigga soul died with him (ah)
Extendos on it was the basics
Rockin' silks in Vegas, Cuban links in layers
Who you be? My niggas MAC sprayers, we attract greatness (brrt, brrt, brrt)
Brenda in the back shakin', last time I seen her, she was cookin' crack naked (ah)

Heard you need a thousand bricks right now
You ain't got to worry (you ain't got to worry)
You ain't got to worry at all (you ain't got to worry at all)
You ain't got to worry (ah)
Heard you need a thousand bricks right now
You ain't got to worry (you ain't got to worry)
You ain't got to worry at all (you ain't got to worry at all)
You ain't got to worry (ah)

Diamonds flashin', gave the bricks a bath, coke water splash
All on my Versace nylon jacket, send a blaster
Have 'em hangin' out the Nissan Maxima (bap, bap, bap)
Get the boy a mask (bap, bap, bap)
He ain't used to the smell, he coughin' and gaspin' (woo)
Ask them niggas back then what was happenin' (ask 'em)
Was in the kitchen dancin' like the Jacksons (we was)
All them blocks, bitch, I went Theo Ratliff (I did)
Stumbled on a plug on accident (I did)
Dreamed I was in the trap again, woke up laughin' (haha)

1942 on the rocks
I held the pot with the t-shirt wrapped around it
Got every gram out of it (yeah) Jesús of the powder whip (yeah)
Soaking wet Prada kicks, I been walkin' on four, get white agua (been walkin' on it)
They like, "When you comin'?"
I should make you wait a lil' longer just for askin' (I should)
'Cause niggas couldn't fuck with my bad shit (niggas couldn't fuck with my old shit)
Who the fuck we kiddin'? I ain't got no bad shit
Electric screwdriver take the doors off the Aston
Stuff the packages in