STANDING IN MY KITCHEN Lyrics

Yari, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Turnt, nigga, yeah, turnt up, most turnt, yeah, yeah, yeah

Go, standing inside my kitchen, tryna get back in that mode

I told them to watch out by the rain, they tryna wipe your nose

I know they always on my drip like I be selling clothes

Walk in the trap, I don't wanna see high bags, just show me the lows

Back inside that mode, no Rosetta Stone

200K up on this whip, I dare you to try to tow

Just jumping inside the game, they think I'm a rookie but I'm a pro

Success gon' bring pain, they try to tempt me but I ain't know

Yeah, uh, yeah, ain't got no striker, nigga

Ain't in no Viper, nigga, ain't pack that tighter, nigga

I'm coming through the back of the clubs, I need my back end

I know Soufside gon' bust for me just like a Mack 10

Jeezy gon' wanna sign a nigga when he hear that trappin shit

Kendrick gon' wanna sign the nigga, I be doing that rapping shit

Posting shit you know ain't yours, that be that cappin' shit

Selling a bag for 20 when I be on that savage shit

Back in that mode, I ain't post that shit, I ain't tryna see them hoes

My brother gon' make sure we strapped in just like a pair of girbaulds

I be giving them birds a baldhead just like they Jalen Rose

I'ma show her love but I can't cuff her, that's just how it goes

Yeah, uh, ain't got no striker, nigga

Ain't in no Viper, nigga, ain't pack that tighter, nigga

I know if I had went to the can, you wouldn't even write a nigga

This bitch keep acting high, siditty , I'ma just let Mari hit her

Succes, gone come with pain, pull up, big rim

I'm feeling like Dane to Dane, keep shit like Bruce Wayne

Chain on Ice Age, I'm passing to my gang

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