Ar-Ab - F Up The Kitchen lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm 'bout to f** up the kitchen I'm 'bout to f** up them dishes Just bought a box of bah I'm bout to double the fishes I got it all from the trenches Ridin' around with extensions Hop out and give you the business You really want this issue? All of my hittas relentless They tried to give me a sentence He said he wanted it whole I tell 'em give me a minute Stirred the knife till I bend it Practice the 2nd Amendment He [?] I'm a end it I let it go till its finished My n***as came from the bottom Sippin' that drink out the bottom He swung on me and then we shot him I should've told 'em to rob him My n***a Shady a problem If I say get 'em, he gotta Hope out the car when we spot 'er Our faces covered with stockings Stuck in the light, and I'm noddin' He really a b**h, he just hidin' I just tell Lo to get in He hop in the car and we slide All of my n***as is silent All of sticks is polished All of my b**hes is modest I kick 'em out they gossip [Verse 2] I'm bout to dirty the pot I'm ridin' dirty a lot n***a, I been the boss I might be servin' your pa (pop) n***a, you work for the cops I put in work for the block I put that work on the block I put in work on your block I watched the water get high I watched it boil in a pot Hopin' that sh** jump extra Count it and count it again I finna stack it to ten He put my name in his rap Don't let it happen again! My n***as playin' for keeps My n***as play in the streets These n***as playin' with me? I get him hit for free I never heard of them n***as I'm never servin' them n***as I sorta stay out the way 'Fore I wind up hurtin' them n***as I'm 'bout to f** up a pot My drink it all in a night I just go to sleep Might gotta call it a night! [Transcribed by R3V0LT]