Ay, a lotta ya'll mutherfuckers still don't understand what we be going through
Huh, yeah except for the real ones tho
Flipper Cripper, Bas Boss, Oskii, Felo Pastry
Lord P, G Guz, Jizzy Fishy
Uh, we be kitchen kings, (woo) feeling like DBE (DBE)
But we also from G (and E)
Pour the pack in the pot, whip that shit till it hot, sell for more of dem sticks from overseas (mmm)
Cli-cli-cli-cli-clicking and listening while wiping snow
Go-go-got bored, started spinning the block, next thing you know bloods are everywhere (bloods are everywhere)
Uh, corn balls telling me they reppin' bloods
Like you funny boy, just give it up (give it up)
Ain't as simple as that, bloods ain't always beefing us sometimes we both slimed up (brr baow)
I been selling crippy, got em lined up (come on buy this shit)
I been getting crippy for some time, bud (crippy)
Sure I was born in the burbs, you the type to spend 200 on a shirt, walk out and get fried bruh
Eye-eye-eyes wide open, can't sleep on a dream (woo)
Late nights, same road, weight on my chest (rrrrr)
Every move calculating, nothing what it seems (brr baow)
Huh, you ain't never hung with real killaz (crippy)
You ain't never done business with real dealers
Find me in the kitchen whipping, in the pan big boujie buj pushing out a lotta litres (ay, it's overflowing right now, dog)
Ba-ba-back to the whipping, we got blue weed (woo)
Crypatine (crippy), I ain't talking bout the blue tree project, G (hmm)
No guide, hope in my pocket, he fearing my size
Still here standing, still chasing the rise
Uh, yeah, people fucking with me daily
But they know that I ain't thuggin' how did It go crazy?
Still putting ma pain in ma songs, but the haters they don't see what it is that I'm saying
Imaginary crack pack, put it up, sell it at Point __, you know that I'm faking, yeah
You know that I'm faking, yeah
No-no-no-no one told me rapping and trapping was gonna be easy
Like sliding of a stack of c-c-cash
(You know that I'm faking, yeah)
(C-c-c-cash)
Hmmm
Uh, we be kitchen kings, (woo) feeling like DBE (DBE)
But we also from G (and E)
Pour the pack in the pot, whip that shit till it hot, sell for more of dem sticks from overseas (mmm)
Cli-cli-cli-cli-clicking and listening while wiping snow
Go-go-got bored, started spinning the block, next thing you know bloods are everywhere (bloods are everywhere)