[Intro: Ransom]
Let me take y'all on a little tour real quick
Walk with me

[Verse 1: Ransom]
You see that stove there? That's where I would get it on
The same stove my mom was cooking Thanksgiving dinner on
The same oven that when the heat was off, that shit was on
When the burners ain't work, we lit a tissue to click it on (Real shit)
What you know about having shootouts with six troopers?
Tried to search the vehicle, had a brick in some bitch Uber (Uh-huh)
N***as singin', but I kept something heavy to Lyft Luther
Beat the case, a couple lawyers, two Jews like Smith-Schuster
I'm not your homie, I don't know y'all
Don't wanna hear your stories 'bout your plug duckin' the Coast Guard
My shooters on the bench, just pray to God that they don't start
"Ran, you should be an actor," I was, in front the parole board
Now I'm Marty from Ozark obtaining wealth (Wealth)
I used to piss on the floor when they was raidin' cells
My brother was worse than me 'cause he was raised in jail
Mama gave birth to demons, now she raisin' hell
Know you feel the pain as well
Weight is off, blame the scale (Yeah)
Got n***as rollin' in deep, but nah, this ain't Adele
Stay the course, plain as Braille
Faint of heart, sacred tales
I brought the Sig on stage like I was Dave Chappelle
And I aim it well
They ain't have to live this grind (Nah)
We used to fight at the table when it was dinner time
Now my drink got a twist of lime
Who you n***as foolin'? (Who?)
'Cause we ain't got a bit of time
You didn't run wit' us, but now you here at the finish line
[Chorus: Stove God Cook$]
I told n***as I would get a brick, then went and got a brick
(I told n***as I would get a brick, and went and got it)
I told n***as I would get it lit, and then I got it lit
(I told you I would get it lit)
I told n***as I was gonna get the big body
Then I swerved up in the big body (Big body)
I told my shooter, "If we miss 'em, we gon' spin around again" (Brrt, bah)

[Verse 2: Stove God Cook$]
When the money low, the pressure of the blood high (Woo)
I used to want the white Mercedes Bugeye (I did)
Got it out the mud, made the doves fly (Brr)
Ain't no pain like when the plug die (Woo)
Big homie told me, "Don't you let 'em owe you one dime" (Never)
Usain Bolt it, my n***a, run mine (Sprint it to me)
You know we get busy in the sunshine
You know I'm sending MF DOOM to do the gun firing (Brrah)
Untied it, the bricks came gift wrapped
Of course I hit it with the Whip Whap, the footprint pack
This that, made it happen where nobody ever made it happen at
They lightin' candles where they caught him lacking at
Back when we was rocking Avirexs with the jacket patch
Had it stuffed in the mattress, flippin' like a acrobat
On the second floor, water whippin' Cracker Jack
Brought the glass down to they ass like The Shaq Attack (Woo)
[Chorus]
I told n***as I would get a brick, then went and got a brick
(I told n***as I would get a brick, and went and got it)
I told n***as I would get it lit, and then I got it lit
(I told you I would get it lit)
I told n***as I was gonna get the big body
Then I swerved up in the big body (Big body)
I told my shooter, "If we miss 'em, we gon' spin around again" (Brrt, bah)

[Verse 3: Che Noir]
Yo, yo, I was young, fresh as hell
I would fiend over sex and nails
N***as catching shells from guns heavy as kettle bells
I rose to the Ritz from a ghetto where you expect to fail
Goals to get rich, but move so low, they could never tell
Was feared comin' up
This for them times we cried tears, wantin' love
They watched us starve, but wouldn't share with none of us (Yeah)
Bossed up and made it hard from them to hear from one of us
So hard that these n***as couldn't even ear hustle us (Woo)
I get hate from the ones who ain't put the work in, so now they mad at me
My wins ain't adding up to these n***as, it's simple math to me
What separates a boss from the workers is they salary
What separates the winners from losers is they strategy (Facts)
It's feelin like the new Jim Crow
They put a man in the system, take all his rights, then refuse his vote
Them teachers had y'all 'sleep
Take your money, buy the block back and turn that bitch to the new Black Wall Street (Motherfucker)
[Chorus]
I told n***as I would get a brick, then went and got a brick
(I told n***as I would get a brick, and went and got it)
I told n***as I would get it lit, and then I got it lit
(I told you I would get it lit)
I told n***as I was gonna get the big body
Then I swerved up in the big body (Big body)
I told my shooter, "If we miss 'em, we gon' spin around again" (Brrt, bah)

[Outro]
I told n***as I would get a brick, then went and got a brick
(I told n***as I would get a brick, and went and got it)
I told n***as I would get it lit, and then I got it lit
(I told you I would get it lit)
I told n***as I was gonna get the big body
Then I swerved up in the big body (Big body)
I told my shooter, "If we miss 'em, we gon' spin around again" (Brrt, bah)