Stove Tic Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, that's the sound when the stove tick

Hit the ground when you hear the sound of that door kicked

Glock like a thot, bitch, always tryna blow shit

Better watch who you around, the one that hate closest

I don't like to kick it yeah, bitch, I'm my business yeah

All up in her feelings yeah, goofy bitch, I never cared

On the stove, whippin' up this white, look like Haagen-Dazs

Dirty soda spike, volleyball, blunts like a log

Duct tape him, tie him up if we take him hostage

Rockin' dope in glass pots, jumping like a mosh pit

Want it, I'ma kick your door, I don't need a locksmith

One, two, three, too many hoes, got too many options

She think I'm obnoxious, but she don't know the old me

She don't know the cold me, one look'll get you six feet

Run off with a plug pack, actin' like he owed me

Hella drugs, no naps, geeked for a whole week

Yeah, fuck the police, uh, they was staked out

Yeah, new location, like the Summer Lake house

Yeah, love me, but do not need me

Yeah, fucked a bitch once, now she actin' fienny

I bought a Pyrex, dropped grams in that bitch

Gloves and a mask, contact from the stench

No weed, only pills and some real dope

Hella shots make a nigga do the heel-toe

I jumped off the porch, I had to make a dollar, man

Playin' hard, but he pussy, he Juwanna Mann

In the field throwin' birds, Mcnabb Donovan

Dump a pack, get some more, then I do it all again

Pistol clickin' when the whole clip out

Got your bitch weighin' grams, sellin' out of her spot

Nothin' bought me regular

did it once and did that shit again, I had to back it

Flip packs I'm spatula

I need a tractor, trailer truck

Packed front to back, and to the top, with a whole lot of bricks

Shooters pay for switches, dope fiends prayin' for a fix

Dishes, different pots and pans, usin' digis, diamonds dance

Niggas broke, collectin' cans, could've paid, but used my hands

Aye, Lean Mayweather, I'm a big shot

Playin' games, fuck around, get you and your bitch, dropped

Walk off the lot with what I spent on only one wristwatch

Amount of drugs I'm on today, would make a nigga heart stop

Dope gon' sell, pills gon' sell

Weed gon' sell, heard you niggas gon' tell

One thing about lean, nigga, I won't fail

Keep a different plug just in case the last one fail

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

That's the sound of the stove tic

That's the sound of a what, yeah, what, yeah

That's the sound of the stove tic

Better hear that sound if your door kicked

Bitch, yeah, bitch, huh, yeah

Bitch, what, yeah, what, yeah, what, what