In The Kitchen BandGang (Ft. Rich The Kid)

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[Chorus: Rich The Kid]
In the kitchen, I cook like a chef
Got a shooter that aim at your neck
Riding Bugati, I switch to the Rari, nigga I pull up in vets
Been trappin, my phone ringing
Pull up, got a chroam with me
Bad bitch do the dishes
Young nigga made a million in the kitchen
In the kitchen, I cook like a chef
Got a shooter that aim at your neck
Riding Bugati, I switch to the Rari, nigga I pull up in vets
Been trappin, my phone ringing
Pull up, got a chroam with me
Bad bitch do the dishes
Young nigga made a million in the kitchen

[Verse 1 ?]
[?] test me
We finna air [?]
[?] finna stretch it
It's that air bud
Imma tell cuz to catch it
Come get my [?]
More scripts than a DMC, I'm feeling like [?]
Niggas ain't fucking with bands, they playing with bands, I think they know it
Stop playing with guns, this ain't for fun, and nigga you know [?]
Stop bluffing lil nigga [?]
[?]
[?] get mustard
[?] that's us lil nigga
[?]
Riding [?]
[?] wholе hundred pack
Get pulled ovеr, we ain't coming back
[?] one in the back
[?]
[?] blew a bag
Got her cooking dope, bringing numbers back