In My Kitchen

Psycho
I come from below, blowing up this beat
Now I need smoke too much weed
So, you feel my rhymes on your fuckin' feet
I'm white being nigga, in my breed
I'm continue cooking this beat
Cooking this fucking beat
Hustling in my kitchen
This is my song, my song for your hoe (Brr)
I sing this shit, I sing this song with a giant blunt

Bitch, we really like your plastic booty
Like a boss, face down ass up, right really cutie
Bitch get on reverse cowgirl in the tower
It's time to take our fucking money shower
No bra, shake it off
I really love you when I see you jerk-off
Of the biggest buttocks you enter the top
Then I realize you got it my baby
And you gobblin', gobblin' my feelings bae
You'd take my glock and go kill 'em bae
And you know how it's when you hit my phone

(And you gobblin', gobblin' my feelings bae
You'd take my glock and go kill 'em bae)
I come from below, blowing up this beat
Now I need smoke too much weed
So, you feel my rhymes on your fuckin' feet
I'm white being nigga, in my breed
I'm continue cooking this beat
Cooking this fucking beat
Hustling in my kitchen
This is my song, my song for your hoe (Uh?)
I sing this shit, I sing this song with a giant blunt

(Kush) Fuck love, Shut out to my dogs
Now my heart is Rest In Peace, dowg
Now I have hundreds of hoes, bro (What?)
I just love you when we fuck and you know that
Bitches call in my front door
Gucci, Versace, Dolce and Dior
Weed, I got a lot in differents colors
I told'em let that bitch top me off
After she gets out for the back door
Smart movements, call me Einstein
Smoke in my room, hit my brain
Money in my wall, relax my pain
Look at my eyes never try again (Again and again)



Credits
Writer(s): Lil Psycho
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