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hells kitchen - otm lyrics

[intro: duffy]
sh*t

[verse 1: duffy]
lights out, chain still shinin’
i don’t know what n*ggas starin’ at, nina ross by me
obviously, you can see my whole team too icy
all the time we be outside, i’m startin’ to think the opps hidin’, sh*t
if you scared, then you not ridin’
smoke with me, i just turned beef to a hot tamale
i don’t never let no broke annoyin’ b*tches nowhere by me
stinc team, all the nerd n*ggas can’t stand us
cold demon, take a walk with me, we in h*ll’s kitchen
bop*bop, broke on kim juan for the orange chicken
i could tell you how to get some uchies, n*ggas don’t listen
two*steppin’, dance with me, i got smooth rhythm
who trippin’? hoop with us, ballin’ on ’em, two players
where the opps? two chops with us, n*gga, tomb raider

[verse 2: cash kidd]
i’m with the flu flammers, sh*t’ll get too dangerous
i don’t need no strap, i got on a flight with two bangers
got scales everywhere like a new gator
sh*ttin’ with that magazine on me, not a newspaper
i woke up with thirty new racks and twenty new haters
could teach you n*ggas how to spend, i’m a hoop trainer
broke n*gga mad his b*tch chose, i’m just too player
she bring that cake to my door like a new neighbor
d*mn, other opp clapped in the face
i feel like a beatmaker, new pack on the way
last spotted at the g*way puttin’ gas in the wraith
gettin’ neck while i smoke, dumpin’ ash on her laces
i ain’t never gon’ be lonely long as cash in the safe
celebration for the shooters, this ain’t veteran’s day
we just clipped another n*gga, throw a flag on the play
adam and eve, we’ve been eatin’ off them apples all day
[verse 3: blue pesos]
you gon’ catch who slippin’? sad facts, it’s not the case
7.62s just blew michael jordan out his j’s
evil thoughts, i’m in h*ll’s kitchen cookin’ with an apr*n
true baller, shot caller, i could ball with broke ankles (sh*t)
i am so cold
please don’t whack bold, broke b*tches can’t get nothin’ from me
n*gga, you ain’t never broke a b*tch, you just wanna f*ck her
n*ggas on they mama couch hatin’, they don’t get no money (sh*t)
you think that sh*t funny?
laughin’ at the opps, sh*ttin’ on ’em, flexin’ hundiddies
opp pack, chiefin’ in the coupe, watch me puff on it
b*tch, i always have it my way, won’t take a “no” from you
wack jumper, you ain’t never chipped nothin’, quit lyin’
four in the mornin’ plus a four, i’m gettin’ so tired
shoe shiner, b*tch, the mardi gras, put the tits on him
ayy, don’t you see 12 at the light? n*gga, act normal

[outro: duffy]
cold demon, take a walk with me, n*gga, yeah, sh*t
b*tch
yeah, n*gga, long live drakeo
n*gga, sh*t
bop*bop, broke on kim juan for the orange chicken, n*gga
yeah

- otm lyrics

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