KITCHEN LIGHTS
Ayo, ayo (ayo, ayo)
Ayo, ayo (ayo, ayo)
(Super Flygod)
Ayo, you ever have to watch your moms get beat?
Roaches crawling, crackpipe on the bathroom seat
Anita Baker out the speakers
Gold frame on the black Jesus, eating grilled government cheeses
Bottega weaved suit 23-thousand
World tour visit, had my name ringing through the mountains
Dope in Tupperware, Chrome Heart tips in the showers
Mustard Virgil Forces on the rec yard, CO threw up in the tower
Dane Cook, that's when shit got sour
Told 'em, "If you sniff powder, don't sell powder"
Louis V patchwork, 'bout 50 for the shirt
'Bout 50 for the pants, made the Pyrex dance, Lord
Gas stove romance, LA VOÛTE Waldorf
Gave a hundred to the doorman, Comme des Garçons Vans
The Dolce robe match the stove
The Dolce stove match the refrigerator
It's Super Flygod, let me reiterate it (brrt)
Air holes on the TEC, don't get humiliated (brrt)
With like three chains, five tennis bracelets
We old-school, got 'em baggin' with they titties hangin'
Kitchen lights (kitchen lights)
Kitchen lights (kitchen lights)
The bricks shine different under them kitchen lights (kitchen lights)
That money look bluer under them kitchen lights (under them kitchen lights)
Never seen a Richard Mille under kitchen lights (kitchen lights)
We don't lease, we buy the whole thing
I ain't selling nothing but the whole thing (I ain't selling nothing but the whole thing)
Kitchen lights
Kitchen lights
You ever had to watch the work disappear?
Water turn from foggy to clear, you just stand there and stare?
TEC in the Fear of God sweats, he gon' air shit (brrt, baow, baow)
Tell 'em niggas they can't mirror this
Everything I whip is, like my wrist is, way ahead of its time
Food for thought and the dishes like Pete Maravich's (woo)
God of the kitchen (yeah), they should have listened (yeah)
They couldn't see my vision
I had Chanel dreams and yayo wishes (I did)
I had to dodge the ringer with seven bricks in the car seat like an infant (I did)
I'ma cook indefinite, I'm heaven-sent
Shit get dirtier than Bill Laimbeer with the Pistons (keep goin')
I dropped a tear for my dog, they gave him 20 (free my nigga)
When he touch back down, his baby gon' be 20 (free my nigga)
Hold your head, we gon' build a bassinet out of hundreds (ah)
He said his bunky is a nigga from my town that owe me money
For an ounce, I threw him back when they was doin' the Dougie
They can't stop me, can't take this from me (never)
The ones prayin' that I fall the ones that say they love me (that's how it goes)
Uh (that's how it goes)
We had a hudred bricks on the couch, it felt so good I wanted to die there (I did)
So many kilos piled up, I could've climbed here (for real)
I mean to this level we had filled the ALORE
You talkin' to a nigga that counted a half a million cash with cocaine under his fingernails before (woo)
The plug told me, "It move faster when you take your time"
I ain't understand him then, but it all made sense in due time
Nine-hour Paris flight, reminiscing on life, had my jersey in the kitchen lights
Kitchen lights (kitchen lights)
Kitchen lights (kitchen lights)
The bricks shine different under them kitchen lights (kitchen lights)
That money look bluer under them kitchen lights (under them kitchen lights)
Never seen a Richard Mille under kitchen lights (kitchen lights)
We don't lease, we buy the whole thing
I ain't selling nothing but the whole thing (I ain't selling nothing but the whole thing)
Kitchen lights
Kitchen lights
Ayo, ayo (ayo, ayo)
(Super Flygod)
Ayo, you ever have to watch your moms get beat?
Roaches crawling, crackpipe on the bathroom seat
Anita Baker out the speakers
Gold frame on the black Jesus, eating grilled government cheeses
Bottega weaved suit 23-thousand
World tour visit, had my name ringing through the mountains
Dope in Tupperware, Chrome Heart tips in the showers
Mustard Virgil Forces on the rec yard, CO threw up in the tower
Dane Cook, that's when shit got sour
Told 'em, "If you sniff powder, don't sell powder"
Louis V patchwork, 'bout 50 for the shirt
'Bout 50 for the pants, made the Pyrex dance, Lord
Gas stove romance, LA VOÛTE Waldorf
Gave a hundred to the doorman, Comme des Garçons Vans
The Dolce robe match the stove
The Dolce stove match the refrigerator
It's Super Flygod, let me reiterate it (brrt)
Air holes on the TEC, don't get humiliated (brrt)
With like three chains, five tennis bracelets
We old-school, got 'em baggin' with they titties hangin'
Kitchen lights (kitchen lights)
Kitchen lights (kitchen lights)
The bricks shine different under them kitchen lights (kitchen lights)
That money look bluer under them kitchen lights (under them kitchen lights)
Never seen a Richard Mille under kitchen lights (kitchen lights)
We don't lease, we buy the whole thing
I ain't selling nothing but the whole thing (I ain't selling nothing but the whole thing)
Kitchen lights
Kitchen lights
You ever had to watch the work disappear?
Water turn from foggy to clear, you just stand there and stare?
TEC in the Fear of God sweats, he gon' air shit (brrt, baow, baow)
Tell 'em niggas they can't mirror this
Everything I whip is, like my wrist is, way ahead of its time
Food for thought and the dishes like Pete Maravich's (woo)
God of the kitchen (yeah), they should have listened (yeah)
They couldn't see my vision
I had Chanel dreams and yayo wishes (I did)
I had to dodge the ringer with seven bricks in the car seat like an infant (I did)
I'ma cook indefinite, I'm heaven-sent
Shit get dirtier than Bill Laimbeer with the Pistons (keep goin')
I dropped a tear for my dog, they gave him 20 (free my nigga)
When he touch back down, his baby gon' be 20 (free my nigga)
Hold your head, we gon' build a bassinet out of hundreds (ah)
He said his bunky is a nigga from my town that owe me money
For an ounce, I threw him back when they was doin' the Dougie
They can't stop me, can't take this from me (never)
The ones prayin' that I fall the ones that say they love me (that's how it goes)
Uh (that's how it goes)
We had a hudred bricks on the couch, it felt so good I wanted to die there (I did)
So many kilos piled up, I could've climbed here (for real)
I mean to this level we had filled the ALORE
You talkin' to a nigga that counted a half a million cash with cocaine under his fingernails before (woo)
The plug told me, "It move faster when you take your time"
I ain't understand him then, but it all made sense in due time
Nine-hour Paris flight, reminiscing on life, had my jersey in the kitchen lights
Kitchen lights (kitchen lights)
Kitchen lights (kitchen lights)
The bricks shine different under them kitchen lights (kitchen lights)
That money look bluer under them kitchen lights (under them kitchen lights)
Never seen a Richard Mille under kitchen lights (kitchen lights)
We don't lease, we buy the whole thing
I ain't selling nothing but the whole thing (I ain't selling nothing but the whole thing)
Kitchen lights
Kitchen lights
Credits
Writer(s): Alvin Lamar Worthy, Aaron M Scott, Semenov Dmitry Ruslanovich
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