KITCHENREMODEL Lyrics

Tweakin off a hand thing with my dad gun

And I'm in the backseat with a bad one

Bitch I'm in the back street, it ain't that fun

Scratching till my hands bleed, bring it back son

Tweakin off a hand thing with my dad gun

And I'm in the backseat with a bad one

Bitch I'm in the back street, it ain't that fun

Scratching till my hands bleed, bring it back son

Feeling like a crack fiend where it at son

I ain't tryna hear that shit that you be talkin bout

It ain't but a damn thing, where my hand glove

Fucken put em in a hold, got em choking out

Yea the pussy never fold, got em rolling out

Saying shit you never told, bitch I'm spoken out

Yea I'm sleeping in the cold, taking frozen route

And yo shit is getting old, guess I'm molding out

Go and speak it, saying shit I never cared about

Pussy clear the fucken room I'm tryna tell you sum

All I see is fucken faces, bitches stare around

Bitch I'm talkin to myself, and I don't care to run

Tweakin off a hand thing with my dad gun

And I'm in the backseat with a bad one

Bitch I'm in the back street, it ain't that fun

Scratching till my hands bleed, bring it back son