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♫ Pozer - Kitchen Stove Stream: https://lnk.to/kitchenstove » Drill Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/0xL... » Pozer:   / pozer_bigcrd     / theonlypm   » Kitchen Stove Lyrics: [Intro] I done it with gang and I done it alone (Mmm, nah, turn that up) Know my ting, bu-bu-bad to the bone (Young Madz, tur-t-t-tu-t-t--) [Chorus] Roll this dope, smoke and toke Southside of the water, ain't a joke I chop green then I'm letting it go My nigga put faith in a kitchen stove If it ain't 'bout bread, don't call my phone If it ain't bout progress, leave me alone I done it with gang and I done it alone Niggas know my ting, bu-bu-bad to the bone [Verse 1] From a Q to a half to a fours I'm still in and out of the warehouse doors I mash work, of course It could've been lidge or from a next source I sauced my first blade at nine At the age of twelve, slap bine, fifteen, beat a court case I'm flying it on the strip, that's all day It's clear mine's different to your yé In and out of these council flats Tryna better my stacks, packs letting it fly I'm in the trap with the ramz on my lap If I ain't got scales, I'll do it by eye Backstrap spliff on a dirty Sprite ZK ramz on a rusty spin Rollin' around but I can't see him There's about five man in this tinted dings Weed, whips, lean, liqour Hennessy make gyal turn stripper Shanks, bine, peds, dingers Love my life, I'm a real hood nigga The teeth on the ramz sliced him and his life The bine out the .9 caught man like gourmet I slang packs but wheres my forte? I've been doing it since secondary school days [Chorus] Roll this dope, smoke and toke Southside of the water, ain't a joke I chop green then I'm letting it go My nigga put faith in a kitchen stove If it ain't bout bread, don't call my phone If it ain't bout progress, leave me alone I done it with gang and I done it alone Niggas know my ting, bu-bu-bad to the bone [Verse 2] I need bread, not clout, big figures I want bruck-back, nines and spinnas Samurais, ZKs and flickers Live at the nine-five, I ain't one of these niggas Roads is real, gotta keep mine on me And I know you get what you give, it's mad Creep up stealth with the nifteens wonky Due to tek wah the only son that she had Same time I'm tryna level up and do greatness Allah made this and that's talking facts How you gonna G-check me with my stainless? The yute's brainless, how I'll ying it and dash Long time I ain't been Jummah, I'm wasted I'm all wasting time that I don't have PTSD brandishing my shavers Don't know if it's motor or jump out gang Tried chinging up Totts, but it popped, are you serious? Said I won't slide to his side he's delirious Block the flip now I'm furious My nigga said roll this dope and cool I'm outside when this shit get serious I ain't out here cah I'm tryna look cool Mask on face like Ray Mysterious I'm on TFL with this stainless tool [Chorus] Roll this dope, smoke and toke Southside of the water, ain't a joke I chop green then I'm letting it go My nigga put faith in a kitchen stove If it ain't bout bread, don't call my phone If it ain't bout progress, leave me alone I done it with gang and I done it alone Niggas know my ting, bu-bu-bad to the bone