[Chorus: Stove God Cooks]
I got a drawer full of old flip phones
I got a drawer full of old flip phones
I got a drawer full of old flip phones
And I promise if I turn em' on we’ll be right back (we'll be right back, we'll be right back)
We’ll be right back (we'll be right back) we'll be right back

[Verse 1: Stove God Cooks]
I got your life savings in a bag in the Mercedes
We ride laughing bout' what they been offering to pay me
Remember the [?] with the lady?
Nick Van Exel the pass was crazy
Cause I was too black for my white cousins
I was selling white with my black cousins, trap jumpin'
Broke stovе, three of the burners they just act funny
But on that warm crookеd eye I did T-Mack numbers
Bitch I'm Kobe with a Shaq brick
Jordan in the kitchen, got my tongue out while the pack rip
Water whip Olympic MVP, my n***a Marci seen what I seen threw the alley-oop I caught it out the air and did my thing
Bling bling
Drawer full of trap phones still bling bling
Every time I come around your city bling bling
Cash money stamp on the brick, bling bling bling

[Chorus: Stove God Cooks]
I got a drawer full of old flip phones
I got a drawer full of old flip phones
I got a drawer full of old flip phones
And I promise if I turn em' on we'll be right back (we’ll be right back, we’ll be right back)
We'll be right back (we’ll be right back) we'll be right back