[Intro]
(I got exotic pack)
(Jose the Plug)
On Bloods
Every time I'm in the kitchen, your ass in the kitchen
This an opp pop
Boy
Man
[Verse]
Uh, I just sold a half a thing right there at the park
This bitch asked me how my day go, I don't know where to start
This whip, it ain't got no ignition, baby, it's a push-to-start
Uh, in a McLaren, pull a mercy brake just to park
Unc', he just whipped a whole brick, it look like Noah's Ark
Uh, two thousand dollar wig, my bitch ain't got no part
Uh, if you want me to break you off, you gotta play your part
Uh, hit his ass up with the Drac', he missin' body parts
Uh, I just want the money, fuck the fame
Uh, the bullets hit his head, this shit a shame
Uh, hurry up and call a coroner, uh, pick up his brains
The boy and girl, it ain't the same, but I'ma let it share a lane
Thе dope game still the samе, the players only thing that changed
Uh, Peter Parker ain't the only one with Mary Jane
Uh, they say, "Damn, Dreg', why you stop rappin'?"
'Cause your bitch ass ain't never stop cappin'
Get it in, weight it up, and seal it in the plastic
Uh, tell Meg thee Stallion I'm a dope-sellin' Randy Savage
Uh, a nigga play with me, his ass get shot
Dropped, popped, quick, pour him in a pop
"What you sippin', Dreg?" This an opp in my pop
Uh, yeah, I'm switchin' states, ain't no fold in my knot
Uh, she'll sell her soul just to hit a rock
Uh, I'll pay the fee just to get his drop
Uh, I'm still on the road even though it's hot
Yeah, I'm down the way, she fiendin' for the cock
Uh, dad hat on, sneaker servant, duckin' cops
Put a ki' in the— uh, and twist it 'til it lock
Yeah, I got surprise for you, come test it when it dry
Yeah, I put the rap on pause, they waitin' on me to drop
Uh, this a brand-new Glock, I pull up tryna test the fire
I can't even lie, I'll never testify
Pro Bowl, at half-time, these niggas switchin' sides
Uh, we just slid in a striker, now we switchin' rides
He gave the dope a thumbs-up, but he ain't hitchin' rides
Don't look inside that bag, it's a risk inside
I'm just bickin' in the zone on the boolin' side
I sent him out with the clips, they on the movie side
Sent her down to Miami for a booty job
She even got her tummy tucked, she on the bougie side
I pray I die gettin' pussy on the Bruce Willis side
Uh, man, I sip so much drank, I need a kidney now
Uh, all this work I pass out, guess I'm a teacher now
Uh, you was just in the game, you on the bleachers now
Uh, I'm too busy on the road to do a feature, huh?
Uh, you too hot on this phone, back to the beeper, huh?
Uh, she was tryna suck it slow 'til I grabbed her head
Uh, now I'm fuckin' her from the front, grabbin' on her legs
I'm goin' balls deep in her, she fallin' off the bed
Uh, she a proper bitch, she left, said, "'Til we meet again"
Uh, my Amiris growlin', damn, it's time to eat again
Uh, my Amiris growlin', damn, it's time to leave again
Man, I thought she had some money, I got tricked again
She pulled up with the swiftest John, that shit a pickup friend
Uh, damn, my opp on life support, he 'bout to kick the can
Uh, they like, "Damn, you doin' shit I never thought was real"
Like, how the fuck you playin' offense, sendin' blitzes still?
Like, how the fuck you in the stu' and in the kitchen still?
Like, how the fuck your name global, in the trenches still?
Like, how the fuck I'm blowin' in there and we ain't got no kid?
Like, how the fuck he grown as hell and he ain't got no wheels?
Like, how the fuck he say that and he ain't split no wig?
Like, we was playin' Call of Duty, still wouldn't have no kills (Still wouldn't have no kills)
[Outro]
Tuh, uh, boy
Every time I come in the kitchen, your ass in the kitchen
