Lyrics Trippie Redd

Trippie Redd

Stoves On 14th

Drop my top down

I feel good

Drop my top down

In yo hood

Steady, spending

On them drugs

Made it out the trenches nigga

Made it out the mud woah

I hope these young niggas learn

I hope these stupid bitches learn

I hope these stupid bitches burn

Better thank god that they learn

Better pray to god that they learn

Cause in my hood they on bad terms

So I'ma make these niggas hurt (wooaa)

Thank god for the stove

Thank Tom for a stove

Without Edison I wouldn't be here

So I thank god for the stove

Gotta thank time for the stove

Gotta thank my mom for the stove

Gotta thank the block for the stove (wooaa)

Drop my top down

I feel good

Drop my top down

In yo hood

Steady, spending

On them drugs

Made it out the trenches nigga

Made it out the mud woah

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

They want me resting for good

So I tote macs in my hood

To still make sure that I'm good

FN tote bullets just like it's a chopper

I see it I like it yo bitch I might swap her

Lil Trippie at glizzy's house so I might pop ya

Can’t save me can’t save me, too late for the doctor

Drop my top down

I feel good

Drop my top down

In yo hood

Steady, spending

On them drugs

Made it out the trenches nigga

Made it out the mud woah

Drop my top down

I feel good

Drop my top down

In yo hood

Steady, spending

On them drugs

Made it out the trenches nigga

Made it out the mud woah

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