Songtext zu 'Vlad TV (feat. Stove God Cooks, Symba, Major Myjah)' von 2 Chainz

I watched a nigga go on vlad TV, he told on himself
Bought bricks, bought pounds and we learned that dope ain't gon' sell itself
That a dope ain't gon' sell itself
Got a key, gotta p, better believe it, dope ain't gon' sell itself
Coming from the block we from, nigga, dope ain't gon' sell itself

Dirty kitchens, thirty six, residue on dishes, loaded rent on missions
Hyundai genesis with the door panel stuff, we back to business
Even took the dashboard off to hit some chickens
Two up on both sides like I was richard nixon, bitch, I'm different
If they ask you 'bout me, tell em that's just stove talk, I'm realistic
Big shit, you think he really got enough money to lay on? (no)
Rolls-Royce séance, woke up in the ghost all from the store run
Bobby flay on niggas
I might auction off the scale I use to put the yay on
They wanna dim my light but that shit stay on, tell that nigga play on
Tell my young boy, hop out turn that ak on
Feel like you got hit by julius
Say are they like God, you on your way and I'm like on my way?
You ever had so many you can't weigh 'em?
Don't even say none

I watched a nigga go on vlad TV, he told on himself
Bought bricks, bought pounds and we learned that dope ain't gon' sell itself
Coming from the block we from, nigga, dope ain't gon' sell itself

I watched my cause drop out of usf to be like bmf
Set up a kitchen set in grandma basement and started whippin' wet
Granny askin': What's that smell?
It's soap, I been on CBS
Dog food, granny, I got my pedigree from dmx
Rough ridin', tellin' lies, they feenin' for a kiss of death
A brick ain't gon' grow legs and arms and learn how to sell itself
A pack ain't gon' go book a flight and learn how to mail itself
So what the fuck you niggas gon' do to get this shit off the shelf?
Yeah, when you get a pack, break 'em in zones
Sixteen in each one, if you sell eight for five, that's eight above
If weed don't work, it's always blow, percs and xans if they don't smoke
Heroin broke down to o's, the code word is hbo
Niggas watch some power move a little powder and think they ghost, nigga

I watched a nigga go on vlad TV, he told on himself
Bought bricks, bought pounds and we learned that dope ain't gon' sell itself
Coming from the block we from, nigga, dope ain't gon' sell itself

Here a pot, there a pot, everywhere a pot, pot
Arm and hammer, no knock warren then mug shot
I'ma get out the next morning, bond put up
Coke, yeah, I used to move that bitch like luda
Yeah, the jays take a hit zab judah
Spin the protools, left residue on the computer
I 'member whippin' in the microwave was futuristic
Store runs for the rubber bands, I truly miss it
Yeah, the fiends were my onlyfans
My stash spot was a all purple crown royal bag
The. 44 bulldog Georgetown hoya fan
The Draco a sign a nigga like an autograph
I stash trees by my balls like ornaments
Let 'em know I'm 'bout to win this motherfuckin' tournament
They givin' away a gold fork for the winner
Gold money machine, beamer and a blender
I was standing on the block playing center

I watched a nigga go on vlad TV, he told on himself
Bought bricks, bought pounds and we learned that dope don't ain't gon' sell itself
That a dope ain't gon' sell itself
Got a key, gotta p, better believe it, dope ain't gon' sell itself
Coming from the block we from, nigga, dope ain't gon' sell itself