Kitchen
[Intro]
(Laides and gentleman, my main man, Jaimoe)
Ayy
Damn
Ayy, ayy (Ayy)
Ayy (Ayy)
[Chorus]
Ayy, ain't got no cake, need to get your weight up
On the paper chase, no time to wait up
All about money, I can't get enough
Always on drugs, got lean in my cup
Don't need no waist trainer, I'm the one that's shaped up
Took a minute off, now I'm back in the kitchen
Can't fuck with no bitch who don't like to listen
Chrome Heart hoodies, this shit get expensive
I got them young n***as, they havin' them switches
You can get hit with that belt
You can get hit with that iron
Call up the gang when it's time to slide
Flexin' on n***as without even tryin', steady pourin' up more lines
We some young n***as who stay on the grind, gotta do it all the time
[Verse]
You might know some young n***as who pop it
But when they pop it, it's nothin' like me
I'm always rollin' exotic, 'Wood after 'Wood, always smokin' on tree
Hop in the fast car and flee
You ain't havin' no motion, you broke every week
Out in the streets, they playin' for keeps
One wrong move, you get swept off your feet
Too much 'za and I'm blunted
Check out my chain, yeah it look like the ocean
Everything you doin', I done already it
Never met Dre but this shit like the The Chronic
She already bad and she don't got to flaunt it, she got a waist like a pencil
I don't do basic, can't do no simple
I like her smile, she got a lil' dimple
Ayy, I'm back in the kitchen
Wrappin' and packin', I'm back in the kitchen
We steppin' on n***as, this shit just a image
N***a, don't get this shit twisted
Back to the trap tryna make me a million
We get it in, get it out on the same day
Phone on loud, I ain't never miss one play
Hop in that V, I'm switchin' the plates
[?]
[?]
We hear everything, better watch what you say
These n***as wanna be us
I'm on the grind, not a bitch gettin' touched
Pour up a four, got lean in my cup
Look at my diamonds, you know they gon' tussle
Exotic cars, I'm passin' the muscle
[Chorus]
Ayy, ain't got no cake, need to get your weight up
On the paper chase, no time to wait up
All about money, I can't get enough
Always on drugs, got lean in my cup
Don't need no waist trainer, I'm the one that's shaped up
Took a minute off, now I'm back in the kitchen
Can't fuck with no bitch who don't like to listen
Chrome Heart hoodies, this shit get expensive
I got them young n***as, they havin' them switches
You can get hit with that belt
You can get hit with that iron
Call up the gang when it's time to slide
Flexin' on n***as without even tryin', steady pourin' up more lines
We some young n***as who stay on the grind, gotta do it all the time
(Laides and gentleman, my main man, Jaimoe)
Ayy
Damn
Ayy, ayy (Ayy)
Ayy (Ayy)
[Chorus]
Ayy, ain't got no cake, need to get your weight up
On the paper chase, no time to wait up
All about money, I can't get enough
Always on drugs, got lean in my cup
Don't need no waist trainer, I'm the one that's shaped up
Took a minute off, now I'm back in the kitchen
Can't fuck with no bitch who don't like to listen
Chrome Heart hoodies, this shit get expensive
I got them young n***as, they havin' them switches
You can get hit with that belt
You can get hit with that iron
Call up the gang when it's time to slide
Flexin' on n***as without even tryin', steady pourin' up more lines
We some young n***as who stay on the grind, gotta do it all the time
[Verse]
You might know some young n***as who pop it
But when they pop it, it's nothin' like me
I'm always rollin' exotic, 'Wood after 'Wood, always smokin' on tree
Hop in the fast car and flee
You ain't havin' no motion, you broke every week
Out in the streets, they playin' for keeps
One wrong move, you get swept off your feet
Too much 'za and I'm blunted
Check out my chain, yeah it look like the ocean
Everything you doin', I done already it
Never met Dre but this shit like the The Chronic
She already bad and she don't got to flaunt it, she got a waist like a pencil
I don't do basic, can't do no simple
I like her smile, she got a lil' dimple
Ayy, I'm back in the kitchen
Wrappin' and packin', I'm back in the kitchen
We steppin' on n***as, this shit just a image
N***a, don't get this shit twisted
Back to the trap tryna make me a million
We get it in, get it out on the same day
Phone on loud, I ain't never miss one play
Hop in that V, I'm switchin' the plates
[?]
[?]
We hear everything, better watch what you say
These n***as wanna be us
I'm on the grind, not a bitch gettin' touched
Pour up a four, got lean in my cup
Look at my diamonds, you know they gon' tussle
Exotic cars, I'm passin' the muscle
[Chorus]
Ayy, ain't got no cake, need to get your weight up
On the paper chase, no time to wait up
All about money, I can't get enough
Always on drugs, got lean in my cup
Don't need no waist trainer, I'm the one that's shaped up
Took a minute off, now I'm back in the kitchen
Can't fuck with no bitch who don't like to listen
Chrome Heart hoodies, this shit get expensive
I got them young n***as, they havin' them switches
You can get hit with that belt
You can get hit with that iron
Call up the gang when it's time to slide
Flexin' on n***as without even tryin', steady pourin' up more lines
We some young n***as who stay on the grind, gotta do it all the time