Ay,ay we finally here n*gga, you know what I'm sayin
Live from the kitchen
I wanna introduce ya'll to my band
One them name mr. pirex, mr. pot, mr. baking soda,
Know wha I mean, ha
It go live from the kitchen
Li-li-live from the kitchen, its me an my bands
Live from the kitchen, its me an my bands
Baking soda, test tube, pot, and the pan
Live from the kitchen, well over do
Ten mixtapes state I got a porsche sedan coupe,
Yeah that bitch got four doors,
I got four hoes on my screwed up click sh*t
Got me tippin on four fours
Yeah them knocks ran in my spot
Them bitches kicked down both doors
Confiscated both my choppers an took pitures of both stoves
Gang tags been on my ass, yeah they raided both my shows
Say I'm wearin too much white, I told em I represent dat blow
From the kitchen, li-li-live from the kitchen
It just me an my bands, sh*t get for real
n*ggas start playin, I dont need a hundred n*ggas
It just me an my man bap
Two deep in that rega, red beam on that eagle
You can die about it, but you fight bout it
Niga ye ain't goin witt me neither
Live from the kitchen it just a statement
Got that kush sh*t by the bells
An bitch I'm live from the basement
Got that purp in I can taste it
Say I'm wearin too much white, I told em I represent dat blow
From the kitchen, li-li-live from the kitchen
It just me an my bands, sh*t get for real
n*ggas start playin, I dont need a hundred n*ggas
It just me an my man bap
Two deep in that rega, red beam on that eagle
You can die about it, but you fight bout it
Niga ye ain't goin witt me neither
Live from the kitchen it just a statement
Got that kush sh*t by the bells
An bitch I'm live from the basement
Got that purp in I can taste it
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