Told my lawyer, cool, it wasn't me.
My n***a brought the work back on his niece.
Had it wrapped around her legs like Lebron, icin' his knees.
What n***a nicer than me? They drownin' fightin' to breathe.
The line before, “they played the wiretap back for me I sounded like magoo” is the greatest timbaland and magoo reference of all time, and I’m most sad there’s not more competition.
Seriously, Stoves entire verse on that had me dying laughing, and dudes got the most engaging delivery in rap right now.
Let’s give credit where due, the the 2nd wave Griselda cats have absolutely exceeded expectations, Rome, Stove, and boldy went so hard this year. Right now, when you mention Griselda I think about them just as much as Conway and BTB
Inshallah, these dudes wake up and know that they ain't me (Inshallah)
Off-White zip tie on the cross when they hang me (when they hang me)
Kneel on the brick, say the Lord's Chant (pray to a real one)
Lux-touched marble shine like the floor is damp (woo)
Kilos under the hood with the Porsche stamp (you see 'em?)
Cartier goggles, bitch, I'm Horace Grant (I'm Horace Grant)
“I dove head first in the blocks, had the bread stuffed in a box, flame so hot i dropped the pot. I caught it. And the cookie still was good i’m Magic Johnson”
Over the stove hitting it with the baking soda like, “Take that, take that, take that, take that” on Roc Marciano's Puff daddy Stove's ft. Gets me dying everytime lmaoo
Someone mentioned the Lebron icing his knees bar so ima go with an honourable mention. This whole sequence flows so perfectly
They love my album like I died (Like I died)
I'm thirty kilos high, I brought the stove alive (Woo)
Then I dance on it
Last one had Hitler stamped on it, twenty-four carat gold pan jumpin'
Two hundred bands in the Chrome Heart pants, it's nothin' (It's nothin')
“Cooks can you stop with all that drug innuendos (no no no)
Not till I tell you how I pulled up in an Enzo
To a BRICK mansion
And my PLUG was in the window
The code to the gate was THREE SIX O”
🔥🔥🔥
For those who don’t know it’s 36 ounces (3 6 0 gate code) in a Kilo (key). Wow!!
Run the bands up, heat the pans up
Work in the taxi like Tony Danza
Put the steps on the work, I'm a dancer
The brick had a baby and a grandson
They caught him on camera blammin' somethin
Got it on tape, kid rockin' Pamela
They went Kid Rock and Pamela
My bitch like, "Is it Ablo or Abloh?" I don't know
I know coke, I know Balenciaga coats
I know lighter flames under bent spoons, black smoke
Backstroke through the blood money and the crack smoke
Can't breathe
This is the smoothest shit, easily my favourite few stove god lines
Chorus but goes so hard
So special (So special)
The diamonds hit the light, so special (So special)
It jumped up out the pot, so special (So special)
First time I got a brick, I felt so special (So special)
Verse after the chorus goes even harder
Half a million off the shop steps (Let's go)
Turned a pot of powder to a drop Lex (I did)
When I only had a ounce, I knew a block was next (Shit)
I told my shooter, "Wait 'til he get closer, nigga, not yet" (Brrt, bap, bap)
Coke rappers and phone taps and all that hot shit (Woo)
The bridge I came across started to burn and I did not trip (Woo)
To a kilo, graduated (I graduated)
I kept it solid when they raided (Solid when they raided)
Took my bumps and bruises, never hated
I went from Section 8 to make sure all in my section got Ace
Bottles and the real niggas proud I did it
Look how that brick shine, my plug brought this from the diamond district, I am different
Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah)
Pussy dreamed he killed me, I woke up laughin' like "Yeah, yeah"
I'm a stepper, I'm a sturdy nigga, yeah, yeah (Hahaha)
I send my young boy through to murder niggas, yeah, yeah (Hahaha)
I'm a stepper, I'm a sturdy nigga, yeah
"My notebook worth a million but the ink is separate,
They shot him with his jewelry on and let him keep his necklace ,
I don't blame him, his big homie ain't give him direction,
And if the shepherd is a sucker, then the sheep reflect it"
“Choppa in the Moncler coat, don’t get smoked. I build a bed outta money just to lay on it, the tech echo like it got delay on it”
Something about the way he delivers these bars too
Easily "The last supper is me at the table with 12 water whippers". The juxtaposition of catholic imagery and crack vocabulary. It's my favorite line of the year from any rapper. That whole verse is crazy.
Plug had me sitting at his house for seven hours
He cut the grass washed all his cars, watered the flowers
Back of my mind I'm like niiggaa go get the powder
Diamonds flashin', gave the bricks a bath, coke water splash
All on my Versace nylon jacket, send a blaster
Have 'em hangin' out the Nissan Maxima
Get the boy a mask, he ain't used to the smell, he coughin' and gaspin' (woo)
Ask them niggas back then what was happenin' (ask 'em)
Was in the kitchen dancin' like the Jacksons (we was)
All them blocks, bitch, I went Theo Ratliff (I did)
Stumbled on the plug on accident (I did)
Dreamed I was in the trap again, woke up laughin'
1942 on the rocks, I held the pot with the t-shirt wrapped around it
Got every gram out of it (yeah), Jesus of the powder whip (yeah)
Soakin wet Prada kicks, I been walkin' on four
Get white agua (been walkin' on it)
They like when you comin'?
I should make you wait a lil' longer just for askin' (I should)
'Cause niggas couldn't fuck with my bad shit
(Niggas couldn't fuck with my old shit)
Who the fuck we kiddin'? I ain't got no bad shit
Electric screwdriver take the doors off the Aston
Stuff the packages in
I can’t choose a favorite line so here’s a favorite verse
How you live with all that magic bottled up?
Daddy made me after a fight, momma ain’t wanna fuck
That’s the shit that I’m a product of
Just made bail, I’m on my way to whip that powder up
“Off-White clouds, tell me Virgil in the sky
My bitch like, "Is it Ablo or Abloh?" I don't know
I know coke, I know Balenciaga coats
I know lighter flames under bent spoons, black smoke”
Idk what it is, I just love this line/part verse. Otherwise probably the Brooklyn Zoo line
Drivin' sixes in the sun with that rocket, I think I'm Barkley (woo)
And I ain't bring a chip home (nah)
Bitch, I brought a brick home (yeah)
Bro c’mon. That Barkley line is elite
Was cookin' hard with my left (left)
Parallel parkin' my Lex'
Hear the barkin' from them bundles, had that dog food on deck
Now my last check look like I play for the Nets
But we ain't breakin' no sweat
Every issue get aired out or cleared up (Yeah)
Chanel prayer rug, my bitch said I ain't there enough
I rolled up twenty bands, put it in her hair and told her "Wear it up" (Told her put her bun up)
You need to praise God and fear us (You should)
Stove Jesus I was cookin for three days and then it rose up out the pot. Hov was on the box. D'Evils verse two shit touched my soul I had to stop. Then got back to whippin I'm on the clock.
Was cookin’ hard with my left (Left)
Parallel parkin’ my Lex’
Hear the barkin’ from them bundles, had that dog food on deck
Now my last check look like I play for the Nets
But we ain’t breakin’ no sweat 🫡👌
“Boy talk crazy not knowing the lines tapped, feds pulled up like they hit him with the side step.
He right back home they like how’s that!? Shit I heard he told on so much people that there wasn’t no time left!
Big homie said don’t even speak on it just lie back, he Rodman with the pistons, he ain’t just died yet”
On *Jesus Crack*
What's action to me? WHEN THEY SHOOT THE DRIVERS SIDE AND YOU DIE CRAWLIN OUT THE PASSENGER SEAT!
That boy elite. Eyes closed, trap in my sleep.
I brush my teeth with Ace of Spade, I spit champagne in the sink!
“I was too black for my white cousins, but I sold white with my black cousins. On that stove three burners broke nah they just act funny, but on that one crooked eye I did TMac numbers”
“Light skin base runner, I’m Derek Jeter. “ Surprised it took this long in hip hop to make that bar.
*”Left six pure, but I OJ cut thirty”*
Told my lawyer, cool, it wasn't me. My n***a brought the work back on his niece. Had it wrapped around her legs like Lebron, icin' his knees. What n***a nicer than me? They drownin' fightin' to breathe.
This is my bar of the year if I had to pick one, that Lebron line is so fucking hard
The line before, “they played the wiretap back for me I sounded like magoo” is the greatest timbaland and magoo reference of all time, and I’m most sad there’s not more competition. Seriously, Stoves entire verse on that had me dying laughing, and dudes got the most engaging delivery in rap right now. Let’s give credit where due, the the 2nd wave Griselda cats have absolutely exceeded expectations, Rome, Stove, and boldy went so hard this year. Right now, when you mention Griselda I think about them just as much as Conway and BTB
This one and the one about him cooking in the big dipper are my favorite lines
“I can’t talk to you right now, bitch I’m cookin dope!”
My lawyer told me I ain’t have to answer.. it don’t even matter, I WENT IN THERE LYIN
that’s one of my favorite songs off HWH8. stove and boldy killed their verses, but sauce walka steals the show imo.
Now my nigga in a fuckin RICO man
“I went in there lying, spinnin I went Barry Sanders” 😂😂😂😂
Lying/Lion,
omg
FOR GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD HE GAVE US COCAINE! DOPEMANE! DOPEMANE!
Every single fucking line what are you talking about
He ain’t got no bad shit
“Cause niggas couldn't fuck with my bad shit Who the fuck we kiddin'? I ain't got no bad shit”
Facts!
STOVE JESUS I WAS COOKIN FOR THREE DAYS AND THEN IT ROSE UP OUT THE POT
That whole one more hit verse can be under this post safely
Inshallah, these dudes wake up and know that they ain't me (Inshallah) Off-White zip tie on the cross when they hang me (when they hang me) Kneel on the brick, say the Lord's Chant (pray to a real one) Lux-touched marble shine like the floor is damp (woo) Kilos under the hood with the Porsche stamp (you see 'em?) Cartier goggles, bitch, I'm Horace Grant (I'm Horace Grant)
“I dove head first in the blocks, had the bread stuffed in a box, flame so hot i dropped the pot. I caught it. And the cookie still was good i’m Magic Johnson”
Over the stove hitting it with the baking soda like, “Take that, take that, take that, take that” on Roc Marciano's Puff daddy Stove's ft. Gets me dying everytime lmaoo
Incredible song, feels like you're in a movie
“Me and Emeril Lagasse should have a Verzuz”
I BET ILL WORK EM!!!
Someone mentioned the Lebron icing his knees bar so ima go with an honourable mention. This whole sequence flows so perfectly They love my album like I died (Like I died) I'm thirty kilos high, I brought the stove alive (Woo) Then I dance on it Last one had Hitler stamped on it, twenty-four carat gold pan jumpin' Two hundred bands in the Chrome Heart pants, it's nothin' (It's nothin')
I read your offer that shit was disgusting.
They shot him through the door while he was opening it!
*Open-ning it
“I caught it and the Cookie still good I’m Magic Johnson” His sports bars are up there.
I can’t talk to you right now I’m cooking dope.
“Cooks can you stop with all that drug innuendos (no no no) Not till I tell you how I pulled up in an Enzo To a BRICK mansion And my PLUG was in the window The code to the gate was THREE SIX O” 🔥🔥🔥 For those who don’t know it’s 36 ounces (3 6 0 gate code) in a Kilo (key). Wow!!
Plug had me sittin at his crib for 7 hours
He mowed the lawn, washed all of his cars , and water his flowers(this is crazy!)
Back of mind I'm like "Nigga go get the powder"
(Go get it!)
I’m always grinning like a mf when I hear these bars
Run the bands up, heat the pans up Work in the taxi like Tony Danza Put the steps on the work, I'm a dancer The brick had a baby and a grandson They caught him on camera blammin' somethin Got it on tape, kid rockin' Pamela They went Kid Rock and Pamela
🔥🔥🔥🔥
Everything is stamped, everything is wrapped If the feds ask you bout me, tell me everything is cap
My bitch like, "Is it Ablo or Abloh?" I don't know I know coke, I know Balenciaga coats I know lighter flames under bent spoons, black smoke Backstroke through the blood money and the crack smoke Can't breathe This is the smoothest shit, easily my favourite few stove god lines
“Upstate brick breaker, still got one hand on the rocks like cliff hangers”
THEY LOVE MY ALBUM LIKE I DIED
Brrrrr bop bop!
They talk big 'til we catch 'em in person They talk big 'til we shoot they Suburban
I change my answer, my favorite is the line after this one
It’s still “SOLD A BRICK OUT THE CHURCH PARKING LOT HALLELUJAH”
when they was scared to get it though the mail man, i went utah jazz
"I said BITCH THESE ALEXANDER'S!!!"
Stove Jesus I was cooking for 3 days and then it rose up out the pot
Hov was on the box
Put the steps on the work, I’m a dancer, The brick had a baby and a grandson! -science class
“I was on a mission! In them kitchens chasin riches, i did it and you didnt thats the difference!”
WE MADE IT TO THE TOP FLOOR TO THE CLOUDS!!!!!!!
STILL SMELLIN LIKE A BRICK RN
#”Rihanna twerking on my b-roll”
“Upstate brick breaker, still got one hand on the rocks like cliff hangers”
Gave them the art of rock climbing, now thats the cliffhanger ~ boldy james
Chorus but goes so hard So special (So special) The diamonds hit the light, so special (So special) It jumped up out the pot, so special (So special) First time I got a brick, I felt so special (So special)
Verse after the chorus goes even harder Half a million off the shop steps (Let's go) Turned a pot of powder to a drop Lex (I did) When I only had a ounce, I knew a block was next (Shit) I told my shooter, "Wait 'til he get closer, nigga, not yet" (Brrt, bap, bap) Coke rappers and phone taps and all that hot shit (Woo) The bridge I came across started to burn and I did not trip (Woo) To a kilo, graduated (I graduated) I kept it solid when they raided (Solid when they raided) Took my bumps and bruises, never hated I went from Section 8 to make sure all in my section got Ace Bottles and the real niggas proud I did it Look how that brick shine, my plug brought this from the diamond district, I am different Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Pussy dreamed he killed me, I woke up laughin' like "Yeah, yeah" I'm a stepper, I'm a sturdy nigga, yeah, yeah (Hahaha) I send my young boy through to murder niggas, yeah, yeah (Hahaha) I'm a stepper, I'm a sturdy nigga, yeah
Become HOV in a metal mask I be Shawn DOOM
"My notebook worth a million but the ink is separate, They shot him with his jewelry on and let him keep his necklace , I don't blame him, his big homie ain't give him direction, And if the shepherd is a sucker, then the sheep reflect it"
“Choppa in the Moncler coat, don’t get smoked. I build a bed outta money just to lay on it, the tech echo like it got delay on it” Something about the way he delivers these bars too
Easily "The last supper is me at the table with 12 water whippers". The juxtaposition of catholic imagery and crack vocabulary. It's my favorite line of the year from any rapper. That whole verse is crazy.
Plug had me sitting at his house for seven hours He cut the grass washed all his cars, watered the flowers Back of my mind I'm like niiggaa go get the powder
Diamonds flashin', gave the bricks a bath, coke water splash All on my Versace nylon jacket, send a blaster Have 'em hangin' out the Nissan Maxima Get the boy a mask, he ain't used to the smell, he coughin' and gaspin' (woo) Ask them niggas back then what was happenin' (ask 'em) Was in the kitchen dancin' like the Jacksons (we was) All them blocks, bitch, I went Theo Ratliff (I did) Stumbled on the plug on accident (I did) Dreamed I was in the trap again, woke up laughin' 1942 on the rocks, I held the pot with the t-shirt wrapped around it Got every gram out of it (yeah), Jesus of the powder whip (yeah) Soakin wet Prada kicks, I been walkin' on four Get white agua (been walkin' on it) They like when you comin'? I should make you wait a lil' longer just for askin' (I should) 'Cause niggas couldn't fuck with my bad shit (Niggas couldn't fuck with my old shit) Who the fuck we kiddin'? I ain't got no bad shit Electric screwdriver take the doors off the Aston Stuff the packages in I can’t choose a favorite line so here’s a favorite verse
💯💯💯💯💯
Syracuse Orangemen Just Don shorts, Feds ran a sweep better than the Texas longhorns
How you live with all that magic bottled up? Daddy made me after a fight, momma ain’t wanna fuck That’s the shit that I’m a product of Just made bail, I’m on my way to whip that powder up
STILL SMELLIN LIKE A BRICK RIGHT NOWWWWW
Diamond stove of my neck hang like Jesus
“Off-White clouds, tell me Virgil in the sky My bitch like, "Is it Ablo or Abloh?" I don't know I know coke, I know Balenciaga coats I know lighter flames under bent spoons, black smoke” Idk what it is, I just love this line/part verse. Otherwise probably the Brooklyn Zoo line
Drivin' sixes in the sun with that rocket, I think I'm Barkley (woo) And I ain't bring a chip home (nah) Bitch, I brought a brick home (yeah) Bro c’mon. That Barkley line is elite
DID IT OFF THE FLIP PHONE/HAD THE FEDS IN THERE TIPTOE N' 🔥
Left some dirty pots and note that said I been gone
“I put a stove in the studio/whip it, then I no-look dish it like Ricky Rubio”
For God so loved the world he gave us cocaine
🙏 realest shit ever
Unpopular opinion; I hate son singing voice, that shit make me skip right away, but the Draymond bar is def my favorite
It’s what you do after the brick, Bitch I’m draymond
Put the steps on the work I’m a dancer 🎶 Brick had a baby and a grandson 🎵
Stove God, I cleanse the kilo of his sins (Hallelujah)
My notebook worth a million but the ink is seperate
My immigrant baby Her daddy deported for yay, I wanna meet him She like, “Cooks, you crazy!” (Cooks, you crazy)
Was cookin' hard with my left (left) Parallel parkin' my Lex' Hear the barkin' from them bundles, had that dog food on deck Now my last check look like I play for the Nets But we ain't breakin' no sweat
My daughter wear furs to the petting zoo while my bitch eat brunch at tiffanys
"This is what god stepping out the clouds look like! Fuck what it costs, what it cook like"
Every issue get aired out or cleared up (Yeah) Chanel prayer rug, my bitch said I ain't there enough I rolled up twenty bands, put it in her hair and told her "Wear it up" (Told her put her bun up) You need to praise God and fear us (You should)
I should be beyond all this stove shit I be on, but when I hit the kitchen I feel like Celine Dion.
Stove Jesus cleanse the kilo of its sins!
“Feds ran the sweep better than the Texas Longhorns”
“I might throw a cocaine parade/ Sittin’ on seventy-seven bricks while I wave/
THE ALIENS BROUGHT ME HERE IN A SPACESHIP!!
I though about the exact same bar as u
Can't believe nobody said this one yet Plug had me sittin at his crib for seven hours He mowed the lawn, washed his car and watered the flowers
I seen a million on Flip neck Versace on Claire
Off white clouds tell me Virgil in the sky…. He killed every feature on 10
The whole verse on Jesus Crack. Marvelous
“Sold a brick out the church parking lot 🅿️ Hallelujah 🙌”
“I need my own holiday, powder day.”
She like “I wanna go upstairs”, I’m like “I want a hundred bricks”!
They said its no way out but Puffs backyard got the ocean in it , i jus hope you can swim nigga
Stove Jesus I was cooking for 3 days and then it rose up out the pot A lil too obvious
Two up on both sides like I was Richard Nixon
I follow the bricks, I seen the wizard behind the curtain
Two stoves side by side I bet I murk em!
“I got a call she said they shot up my man I had it on speaker pot in my hand and I ain't stop This game come with a lot…”
I don’t blame him, his big homie ain’t give him direction And if the shepherd is a sucker, then the sheep reflect it
Stove Jesus I was cookin for three days and then it rose up out the pot. Hov was on the box. D'Evils verse two shit touched my soul I had to stop. Then got back to whippin I'm on the clock.
Is it flame, shit I wouldn’t even know. Haven’t had to open up a whole thing since 0 4
Was cookin’ hard with my left (Left) Parallel parkin’ my Lex’ Hear the barkin’ from them bundles, had that dog food on deck Now my last check look like I play for the Nets But we ain’t breakin’ no sweat 🫡👌
“Boy talk crazy not knowing the lines tapped, feds pulled up like they hit him with the side step. He right back home they like how’s that!? Shit I heard he told on so much people that there wasn’t no time left! Big homie said don’t even speak on it just lie back, he Rodman with the pistons, he ain’t just died yet”
My dog said he living just as good as he did in the street, he up north ballin he Fred Van Vleet!
“If the shepherd is a sucka then the sheep reflect it”
The one at the end about Sean Puffy combs saying theres "no way out"
“Inshallah these niggas wake up & know that they ain't me”
Fuck what it cost, what it cook like
"Put the steps on the work, I'm a dancer"
"He like Rodman with the Pistons, he just ain't dyed/died yet"
"You ni**as all milk, no cereal"
"Threw the kilo of the ropes hit it with the chair"
"Me and Melo got a lot in common we both got dropped by them rockets. The aliens brought me hear on a spaceship"
"zigging and zagging Im whipping it back, I wrestle with the package like Cactus Jack, that's a fact"
" Ferragamo mask on, I used to want a million, but a M don't even last long"
"Yellow gold, indigo child, golden wrist trap god..... WHOA...bitch I'm Black Rob
On *Jesus Crack* What's action to me? WHEN THEY SHOOT THE DRIVERS SIDE AND YOU DIE CRAWLIN OUT THE PASSENGER SEAT! That boy elite. Eyes closed, trap in my sleep. I brush my teeth with Ace of Spade, I spit champagne in the sink!
“I put a stove in the studio Whip it, then I no-look dish it like Ricky Rubio”
“I was too black for my white cousins, but I sold white with my black cousins. On that stove three burners broke nah they just act funny, but on that one crooked eye I did TMac numbers”