[Chorus]
In the kitchen once again
I done gave the dope a (?)
Quarter brick, half a brick, tell me what you wanna spend
Half a pound, whole pound, even plugged in with the mid
Thousand pills and thousand seals
Fuck you n***as, come again
I got work (work, work, work, work)
I got work (work, work, work, work)
I got work (work, work, work, work)
I got work (work, work, work, work)
I got work

[Verse 1]
80 baby crazy
In this kitchen with Patrick Swayze
And the yay is dirty dancing
And it's white like Marilyn Manson, n***a
I just bought a mansion way before some rap advances
Michael Jackson with the work 'cause I make the J's start dancing
All this guacamole, got my pants on MC Hammer
Smoking on the gas like a n***a got cancer
They say bands a make her dance, so I turned her to a dancer
(?) with the bags, got me riding on Prances
Freddie sent the gas but the bricks from cousin Hector
Quarter brick, half a brick, whole brick, they come on schedule
Prada head to toe, so I'm dancing with the devil
NASA with the swag, something like a space shuttle
Rock band drums, so I'm blasting heavy metal
32 Ent, we got keys just like piano
All my young n***a with me, using sticks and bandannas
All my young n***a around me, using sticks and bandannas
[Chorus]
In the kitchen once again
I done gave the dope a (?)
Quarter brick, half a brick, tell me what you wanna spend
Half a pound, whole pound, even plugged in with the mid
Thousand pills and thousand seals
Fuck you n***as, come again
I got work (work, work, work, work)
I got work (work, work, work, work)
I got work (work, work, work, work)
I got work (work, work, work, work)
I got work

[Verse 2]
Dirty shoe walking
Put a hole in your head like a dolphin, n***a
J wanna hit Kenny Lofton, n***a
No apple, got sauce young n***a
Hit yo' baby mama with the long dill pickle
Jewelry look like a cold icicle
Came a long way from (?)
With Pollo and then with Hillfiger
Finger fuck the money with my trigger finger
You know I keep white like that n***a Justin Bieber
Made the birds sing like a R&B singer
Posted in the trap with a brand new Fisker
Brand new paint looking like wet pussy
Bouldercrest n***a with the bomb and them bushes
Call me Sesame Street, gotta keep them cookies
Switched from a Breitlin to all gold Rollie
Sixteen gold, twenty two carat trophy
2014 Corvette on Forgis
All this trap money (?)
Pounds of the white, you can call a n***a Tony
Trap with the testament, judgement Rollie
Turn up, turn up, them I done roll it
If it ain't gas, you know I don't smoke it
If it ain't a thirty, you know I ain't toting it
Thirty one shots so you know my clip loaded
Quick to slam a n***a like a fur named Kobe
Shouts out to my fur dawg named Chloe
(?) dollar named baby girl Courtney
Pockets on green, so I'm walking with a Breitling
You know i keep a Glock like my n***a Charlie Barkley
Damn, yo girl head sure is sloppy
Kinco swag cause these fuck n***as copy
[Chorus]
In the kitchen once again
I done gave the dope a (?)
Quarter brick, half a brick, tell me what you wanna spend
Half a pound, whole pound, even plugged in with the mid
Thousand pills and thousand seals
Fuck you n***as, come again
I got work (work, work, work, work)
I got work (work, work, work, work)
I got work (work, work, work, work)
I got work (work, work, work, work)
I got work