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Ya, gang
Ya, gang
Long live Uno, man
Ya, what

Yeah
We gon' stand on ten, we never snitching
Hop out, walk down, close range, with them switches
I

the fuck out the door

I need me a stove
I stay in the kitchen
People be thinking i'm selling this dough
I'm not a i'm not a human

I feel like an alien

I'm feelin' like Dame
Perky got me feelin' strange, give me the scope, I need range
Check the account, let me see what I made today
Whip in the kitchen

broke up with the bitch, cause I'm finally sober
I've been gripping my head from that cart hangover
She a big-ass bitch and her ass Range Rover
She don't

Puttin this work in by hand til they callus
Three cell phones I'm buzzing
Still I'm out of yo range you can't reach me
I'm at the crib in bout 10 you can

on top of shit
Niggas talk a lot of shit, but I ain't entertained
And I'm ridin' on I-20, bitch, I'm in the Range

Bitch, I'm feelin' like I'm Usher,

Niggas tryna lock me up, but I can't go
These niggas be fruity, they be sweet just like some mangoes
2023, nigga, pushin' this damn Range Rover
This bitch

een
AMG of Audi Benz een fucking Range als Jorik en
Ronnie flex komt met die nieuwe trend
We maken money maar ze weten dat ik niet meer spend

You
Ah ah

off this spinach, I'm like Roman Reigns
Wrestling up in the bed a demon she can't tame
Real shit, bro I need a real bitch, spent hours in that kitchen

can't wait on
Bad bitch, and she came over in a Range Rover
Left home in a Uber ride, cause the rain stolen, uh, uh
Rain stolen, uh, uh, train to go, uh

pushed through like a blade slitter. Spitting hairs, their blood glistens in the moonlight like glitter
The taste of range on my tongue, bitter. Fucking

be in the kitchen
I got them bloody knives
I leave a smorgasbord I'll torture yours
At four in the morning yawning snoring
Slicing them up with foreign

niggas turn to bitches 
It was darker in the light 
I put a shade up in the kitchen 

So when I’m whipping the cream 
The cheese is all that we getting

My first aim change the way I'm living 
I became distant 
Tryna break outside the system 
Bricks inside the kitchen 
Ain't no way I should be

Yeah
I'm flipping money getting yeah i live it
In the kitchen right hand whipping tryna get it
They just talking they ain't living like we living
What

Why aren't we all on the same page, all posted up at the fame range
Smarter than all of you motherfuckers I should be making the same wage
Everyone's

eating cookies at her granny's (aye)
My bitch coming out the kitchen
She made her king a sammy
Let her meet the family
I still got her on a plan b (aye)

fuckin' drac, bitch I'm a Pharaoh
In the kitchen whipping up the chicken, call it Harold's
Sending shots straight at the nigga mullet, fade his hair low
I

You can't take that heat little nigga, get up out the kitchen
You ain't got no heat little nigga, you ain't coming with me
Shooting like a piston,

NYPD tow truck, raise the rack, took it
Gave it back betrayed the fact they bugged
The Jeep, seats, floors and light bulbs
So I had to change the Range

Damson Idris
20-0 from the field
Ain't no misses
Dope in my memos
I call it the kitchen
He broke
Don't know what to do about that
Shawty hit me
So i came

me)
All the money couldn't change me
Pullin' off in the range
Hundred on the chain
Women go insane
Stay up in your lane
Treat it like it's life
You it's

toxic I ain't gotta keep lying

We in different positions the feelings were missing
But she in my kitchen and cooking me chicken
I know from tasting that

I been sensing change
I'm talking no more worrying about cents and change
Copping expensive things, in the excessive range
And making good