Ag47 - Kitchen Man (feat. Excuseme47) Lyrics

Yeah
Yeah
Kitchen man
Kitchen man
Yeah I'm finna cook up

Aye
Aye
Aye

Kitchen man
Kitchen man
Yeah I'm finna cook up
Got my hook up
Yeah issa cook up
I'm cooking up easy
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I make it look easy
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Ok
Kitchen man
I'm whipping man
Yeah I'm finna cook up
Look my book up
Yeah issa cook up
I'm cooking up easy
Yeah the fans they love me
I make it look easy
Man they can't touch me

I turn on the stove
When it get cold
Look at me breaking the code
Huh
Stuck in the zone
Uh
Whipping the spoon in the bowl
Where I'm cookin
All over the globe
Had the glow I was born in New York
Walked on ice
And never froze
Got more waves than the microwave
I'm in wave form
Gotta eat
Finna clean my plate
That's a brain storm
See my plate that's a metaphor
I Seasoned up the score
Run them numbers up
Nah don't call it luck
She in love in love with my aura bruh
Yeah

I said
Kitchen man
Kitchen man
Yeah I'm finna cook up
Got my hook up
Yeah issa cook up
I'm cooking up easy
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I make it look easy
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Uh ok
Kitchen man
I'm whipping man
Yeah I'm finna cook up
Look my book up
Yeah issa cook up
I'm cooking up easy
Yeah the fans they love me
I make it look easy
Man they can't touch me

Yeah yeah
Ain't no hand outs
Sit your mans down
He tryna get a plate
But he ain't been down
Dont want no hand shakes
Security pat down
Don't want that type of energy
I need the realest out
I live in la
You could say that I been cali bound
Ima make it with no doubts
I problem solve i work it out
Jordan's 5 live on my feet
Red and white like in and out
They don't want that beef
I'm getting lettuce
I ain't chasing cloud
Ay wait huh
No
Im Not done yet
I might sip the cognac
On the west like Kanye
All these haters stalking
Talking crazy In the comments
Ag in the kitchen on a mission
Where ya find me
I ain't got no apron on yeah
Going up on Tuesday
Like I love Makkonen
Posted up like post Malone
Mail man like Karl Malone
The package made it to your home
Food for thought on every song
I eat
Then smash
I love the bag
She love my swag
She in my pad
She call me daddy
I can't stop staring at the fatty
I keep kale on me no salad
No cap AG way too valid
I been cooking up like a savage
In Hell's Kitchen
Like we in Manhattan
Ain't no question
I been eating
You could see I'm stackin

I said
Kitchen man
Kitchen man
Yeah I'm finna cook up
Got my hook up
Yeah issa cook up
I'm cooking up easy
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I make it look easy
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

Kitchen man
I'm whipping man
Yeah I'm finna cook up
Look my book up
Yeah issa cook up
I'm cooking up easy
Yeah the fans they love me
I make it look easy
Man they can't touch me

Aye
Aye
Aye
Yeah
Yeah
Aye aye
Shout out my cuz and peezy
On the beat
This our year man
Cookin cookin