My Kitchen lyrics

[Chorus]
Put tha pounds in trashcan Gucci do da dishes
Don't nobody nobody fuck wit mi kitchen
Bought a old school then I sat it on 6's
How u cop it Gucci, workin in tha kitchen

Put tha pounds in tha trashcan Gucci do da dishes
Don't nobody nobody fuck wit mi kitchen
Bought a old school then I sat it on 6's
How u cop it, How u get plenty workin in tha kitchen

[Verse 1]
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30 thousand dollars for tha So Icey Squad
Thousand pound deal for tha So Icey boys
Gucci inquirest is a So Icey shark
Sellin white chalk tryin 2 duck these narcs
Buffalo and horns that's a D.U.B
34 inch ash ante on tha humphey
Whole lotta purp, whole lotta green
Whole heap a white, large amount of beans
Got them collard greens, sell a lot of things
4+4 dawg that's a chicken wing
Trappin in a drought, money in a vault
Bring me another pot, and another vault

[Chorus]

Gucci don't care, scale like yeah
Mojos there, eggbeaters there
Our beater, block beater oj here
Oh mi god, it's Zone 6 year
Zone 6 chimps, boulder crest bear
Zone 6 rims, boulder crest jills
30 inches got me lookin down on him
And I'm so high it's so lonely up here
Jumpin out the vert, it's some bitches over there
Big booty bitches love a gud cookin player
Bricks in tha basement, Pills in tha cabinet
Pounds in tha closet, Money in tha attic

[Chorus]

Dope bowl crack, now we gettin mad
But we aint really lost, cuz we can ice-a-toil dat ass
Wnen we bringin route, bring it 2 ya doe
Money on tha floor, bring money to tha doe