"Stoves On 14th" lyrics

"Stoves On 14th"
(feat. Black Jezuss)

[Trippie Redd:]
Ayy

Drop my top down, I feel good (Woah)
Drop my top down in yo hood (Woah)
Steady spending on them drugs (Yeah, yeah)
Made it out the trenches, nigga, made it out the mud, woah

I hope these young niggas learn (Learn)
I hope these stupid bitches learn (Learn)
I hope these stupid bitches burn (Burn)
Better thank God that they learn
Better pray to God that they learn (Learn)
'Cause in my hood they on bad terms
So I'ma make these niggas hurt, woah-ayy (Yeah)
Huh, thank God for the stove (Stove)
Thank Tom for a stove (Stove)
Without Edison I wouldn't be here
So, I thank God for the stove (Stove)
Gotta thank time for the stove (Stove)
Gotta thank my mom for the stove (Stove)
Gotta thank the block for the stove, woah-ayy (Yeah)

I drop my top down, I feel good (Woah-ayy)
Drop my top down in yo hood (Woah)
Steady spending on them drugs (Woah)
Made it out the trenches nigga, made it out the mud, woah

[Black Jezuss {Trippie Redd}:]
Made it out the trenches
I made it out the hood
They want me back in the hood
So I can't lack in my hood
'Cause niggas hating on me {Yeah}
They want me resting for good
So I tote Macs in my hood
To still make sure that I'm good (Blatt, blatt)
FN tote bullets just like it's a chopper {Woo-ooh}
I see it, I like it, your bitch, I might swap her {Woo-ooh}
Lil Trippie got Glizzies, talk shit, he might pop ya {Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh}
Can't save me, can't save me, too late for the doctor

[Trippie Redd:]
Drop my top down, I feel good (Woah)
Drop my top down in yo hood (Woah)
Steady spending on them drugs (Woah-ayy)
Made it out the trenches nigga, made it out the mud, woah (Yeah)
Drop my top down, I feel good (Woah-ayy)
Drop my top down in yo hood (Woah)
Steady, spending, on them drugs (Woah, woah, yeah)
Made it out the trenches nigga, made it out the mud, woah (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah


Thanks to Goatank for correcting these lyrics.
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