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[Chorus: Stove God Cooks]
[...], we're thugs
[Verse: French Montana & Stove God Cooks]
Word to Gillie, I'm the king, I don't want to keep her
In my boxers, walking through your bitch crib, like Wiz Khalifa
Introduce me to the plug, turned the Bronx to ashes
Why you worried about the drugs? The stress kill us faster
You mistaken that, a tissue for success
I've been riding with a carbon lately, the wave like Cardi, baby
Hard to wave me, I'm the big—
[Chorus: Stove God Cooks]
[...], we're thugs
[Verse: French Montana & Stove God Cooks]
Word to Gillie, I'm the king, I don't want to keep her
In my boxers, walking through your bitch crib, like Wiz Khalifa
Introduce me to the plug, turned the Bronx to ashes
Why you worried about the drugs? The stress kill us faster
You mistaken that, a tissue for success
I've been riding with a carbon lately, the wave like Cardi, baby
Hard to wave me, I'm the big—
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