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kitchen gang – showdown! lyrics

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[intro: trickie]
i recorded this sh-t in the booth with no pants b-tch
i’m still flexing harder than you
you’re g-y

[verse 1: trickie]
pull up to school and i’m hitting my dance (dance)
i am not wearing no pants (no pants)
my n-ggas rockin like grant (rock)
i might hit my money stance (my stance)

[verse 2: red]
my b-tch mixed, huh yea, like todoroki (huh woah)
that b-tch got her hands on me just like a goalie (oh my god!)
i might pull up, diamonds wetter than a froakie (huh what)
i might pull up, huh yea, she gon blow me (oh my god!)

[verse 3: yaro]
watch me count my bands, bands, bands, bands
racks in my pocket (huh)
b-tch i’m off a xan, xan, xan, xan
flier than a rocket (bean!)
i been servin grams, grams, grams, grams
plug in the socket
b-tch don’t use your hands, hands, hands, hands
ride the d-ck, don’t top it (god d-mn)

[verse 4: trickie]
i don’t want no s-x, s-x, s-x, s-x
i just wanna cuddle
i’m with all my friends, friends, friends, friends
and we’re all gon huddle (gang)
pull up with my blades, blades, blades, blades
ready for reb-ttal (ok!)
you can kiss my b-ll-nd-end-end-end, look like a shuttle (d-mn red whatchu doin)

[verse 5: red]
b-tch i got a gun, gun, gun gun, and now i feel like maki (brrrp!)
kami rose, you gettin flamed up until you look like takis (huh)
i just might go grapple that b-tch, and now i feel like baki (what)
bumblebee my bike, bike, bike bike, i got a kawasaki (skrrt!)

[verse 6: yaro]
flow change
diamonds on neck look like cocaine (huh)
heat in the kitchen like propane (what)
b-tch tried to grab for my gold chain (ok!)

[verse 7: trickie]
huh, four, four, four
yo mom a wh0r-, wh0r-, wh0r-
hop out the door, door, door
ain’t bout the wh0r-s, wh0r-s, wh0r-s

[verse 8: red]
and your b-tch a bore, bore, bore
minior core, core, core
blood on the floor, floor, floor
wearing dior, or, or

[verse 9: yaro]
look at my wrist, shine bright
yaro and toppi, might fight
spit todoroki, fye ice
whip in the kitchen, fried rice

[outro: red]
ayeeeeee
you know what the f-ck goin on bruh
aacu and we k!llin all the feds
you know what the f-ck goin on bruh
bow bow bow out the melty cannon
know what the f-ck goin on bruh
i got banvas on my hoodie and on my pants
balenciaga season
you know what the- you know what im talkin about
ya dig?
gang
gang
bang bang
huh

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