Cookin Soul - Stove Top lyrics

[Verse] Uh, tryna get this loot any way true It's lucrative and for move, I do make through ITunes and avenues, we move weight Each one in my crew get a full plate Not one excused 'til we all ate Unified, stupid high n***a way paid Crime did just what they said it would Some n***as living good Some is gone away for good Some stuck in the hood Addicted to it What he should have sold, lost his soul Though his body still living, look in his eyes The fire ain't in them He used to be driven Now that's cold Cold-blooded as my angel wings flooded Rose gold, star-studded The bar covered, so let it pour Until it bubble on the floor Baby love peeling out her clothes Eyes rolled, orgasm, dancing while these horns blow I'm just thing on my next score Which color we should paint the sixty-four Tryna wrap my hands 'round the globe Like a motherf**ing chokehold, ho Drive In Theatre [Outro] Bent over the stove cause they want some more Knocking at my door Back at the store cause they want some more All of y'all