Neon Kitchen III (Album) versuri

Neon Kitchen III (Album) lyrics by Devon Hendryx

Intro
Neon!

Verse
What’s good my nigga got
Neon lights
Neon belts
Running thru these hoes like Leon
Self made nigga I don’t need no help
The DIY
Bitch I did it myself
Oh you fuck that bitch? Well I fuck her too
She said the neon sheets’ so comfortable
She looks up to me talking down to you
Oh bitch ass nigga
Snitch ass nigga
„Baby where you going?” Kiss, kiss ass, nigga
Friendzone permanent resident ass, nigga
Tryna’ give a call to a bitch you wanna fuck
When you can’t pay your rent ass nigga
And your hoes be skyping
In between you and your nigga like a hyphen
So bitch, let’s not repeat
40 in my ride, don’t fuck up my car sеats

Verse 2
I know something you don’t know and I’m not going to tell ya
I been fucking on your hoe, and shе tell me I’m better
Than you, you, and all of you
Fuck y’all gay ass niggas, y’all fools
Fuck y’all bitches, fuck y’all hoes
I don’t give a fuck, nigga, everybody knows
I’ll fuck that bitch (Fuck that bitch!)
I’ll fuck that bitch (Fuck that bitch!)
I’ll fuck that bitch (Fuck that bitch!)
I’ll fuck that bitch (Fuck that bitch!)
In my neon kitchen (In my neon kitchen!)
In my neon kitchen (In my neon kitchen!)
In my neon kitchen (In my neon kitchen!)
Have a spoon, a fork, but not a nigga’s dick

Outro
Wow!
Neon
Neon!