Collateral

[Intro: Ransom]

Let me take y'all on a little tour real quick

Walk with me

[Verse 1: Ransom]

You see that stove there? That's where I would get it on

The same stove my mom was cooking Thanksgiving dinner on

The same oven that when the heat was off, that shit was on

When the burners ain't work, we lit a tissue to click it on (Real shit)

What you know about having shootouts with six troopers?

Tried to search the vehicle, had a brick in some bitch Uber (Uh-huh)

Niggas singin', but I kept something heavy to Lyft Luther

Beat the case, a couple lawyers, two Jews like Smith-Schuster

I'm not your homie, I don't know y'all

Don't wanna hear your stories 'bout your plug duckin' the Coast Guard

My shooters on the bench, just pray to God that they don't start

"Ran, you should be an actor," I was, in front the parole board

Now I'm Marty from Ozark obtaining wealth (Wealth)

I used to piss on the floor when they was raidin' cells

My brother was worse than me 'cause he was raised in jail

Mama gave birth to demons, now she raisin' hell

Know you feel the pain as well

Weight is off, blame the scale (Yeah)

Got niggas rollin' in deep, but nah, this ain't Adele

Stay the course, plain as Braille

Faint of heart, sacred tales

I brought the Sig on stage like I was Dave Chappelle

And I aim it well

They ain't have to live this grind (Nah)

We used to fight at the table when it was dinner time

Now my drink got a twist of lime

Who you niggas foolin'? (Who?)

'Cause we ain't got a bit of time

You didn't run wit' us, but now you here at the finish line

[Chorus: Stove God Cook$]

I told niggas I would get a brick, then went and got a brick

(I told niggas I would get a brick, and went and got it)

I told niggas I would get it lit, and then I got it lit

(I told you I would get it lit)

I told niggas I was gonna get the big body

Then I swerved up in the big body (Big body)

I told my shooter, "If we miss 'em, we gon' spin around again" (Brrt, bah)

[Verse 2: Stove God Cook$]

When the money low, the pressure of the blood high (Woo)

I used to want the white Mercedes Bugeye (I did)

Got it out the mud, made the doves fly (Brr)

Ain't no pain like when the plug die (Woo)

Big homie told me, "Don't you let 'em owe you one dime" (Never)

Usain Bolt it, my nigga, run mine (Sprint it to me)

You know we get busy in the sunshine

You know I'm sending MF DOOM to do the gun firing (Brrah)

Untied it, the bricks came gift wrapped

Of course I hit it with the Whip Whap, the footprint pack

This that, made it happen where nobody ever made it happen at

They lightin' candles where they caught him lacking at

Back when we was rocking Avirexs with the jacket patch

Had it stuffed in the mattress, flippin' like a acrobat

On the second floor, water whippin' Cracker Jack

Brought the glass down to they ass like The Shaq Attack (Woo)

[Chorus]

I told niggas I would get a brick, then went and got a brick

(I told niggas I would get a brick, and went and got it)

I told niggas I would get it lit, and then I got it lit

(I told you I would get it lit)

I told niggas I was gonna get the big body

Then I swerved up in the big body (Big body)

I told my shooter, "If we miss 'em, we gon' spin around again" (Brrt, bah)

[Verse 3: Che Noir]

Yo, yo, I was young, fresh as hell

I would fiend over sex and nails

Niggas catching shells from guns heavy as kettle bells

I rose to the Ritz from a ghetto where you expect to fail

Goals to get rich, but move so low, they could never tell

Was feared comin' up

This for them times we cried tears, wantin' love

They watched us starve, but wouldn't share with none of us (Yeah)

Bossed up and made it hard from them to hear from one of us

So hard that these niggas couldn't even ear hustle us (Woo)

I get hate from the ones who ain't put the work in, so now they mad at me

My wins ain't adding up to these niggas, it's simple math to me

What separates a boss from the workers is they salary

What separates the winners from losers is they strategy (Facts)

It's feelin like the new Jim Crow

They put a man in the system, take all his rights, then refuse his vote

Them teachers had y'all 'sleep

Take your money, buy the block back and turn that bitch to the new Black Wall Street (Motherfucker)

[Chorus]

I told niggas I would get a brick, then went and got a brick

(I told niggas I would get a brick, and went and got it)

I told niggas I would get it lit, and then I got it lit

(I told you I would get it lit)

I told niggas I was gonna get the big body

Then I swerved up in the big body (Big body)

I told my shooter, "If we miss 'em, we gon' spin around again" (Brrt, bah)

[Outro]

I told niggas I would get a brick, then went and got a brick

(I told niggas I would get a brick, and went and got it)

I told niggas I would get it lit, and then I got it lit

(I told you I would get it lit)

I told niggas I was gonna get the big body

Then I swerved up in the big body (Big body)

I told my shooter, "If we miss 'em, we gon' spin around again" (Brrt, bah)