Mr. Clean - 03 Greedo

I just got married to marijuana, I fell in love with the lean

Me and the powder a power couple, I’m feelin' like Mr. Clean

I’m in the kitchen, ayy

I’m in the kitchen, I’m fuckin' with dishes and I’m in the kitchen

I got the water and you know I’m whippin', yeah I’m in the kitchen

I’m in the kitchen, I’m in the kitchen

I’m in the kitchen, I’m in the kitchen, ayy

Make her wonder like white bread

More cap than a bald head

I was livin' in the kitchen, whippin'

Ooh, damn, baby just look at my wrist hit, ayy

Baby I’m takin' them risks, ayy

Baby you know we official

If they knock on my door then I’m itching

Baseball, downin' baseball, talkin' baseball, keep it quiet

God level, I’m like Pastor Mase, I was just preachin' to the choir

Hell yeah I’m gettin' high, hell yeah I’m on fire

Just like Richard Pryor, but I hope I won’t die

Bitch you know I’m facin' life, Jordan Downs where it’s trife

I can’t even trust my wife, knife knife

She’ll stab me in my side, homie stabbed me in my back

I was tryna get the racks, now a nigga get the packs, yeah

What goes around comes around

We don’t play games

I just got married to marijuana, I fell in love with the lean

Me and the powder a power couple, I’m feelin' like Mr. Clean

I’m in the kitchen, ayy

I’m in the kitchen, I’m fuckin' with dishes and I’m in the kitchen

I got the water and you know I’m whippin', yeah I’m in the kitchen

I’m in the kitchen, I’m in the kitchen

I’m in the kitchen, I’m in the kitchen, ayy

Walk out the county

Right next to the money counter

Microwave and a hundred thousand

I got the money piling

I think I might just buy an island

Told my label I don’t need a stylist, ooh

And I’m shoppin' up in fifths closet

You ain’t gotta doubt it

Put that fur around my collar, I will never call her

She just want a baller, prayin' for my daughter

I can’t get her pregnant, she gon' want the dollars

And that bitch a negative (yeah)

I got pictures of you naked bitch, don’t make me expose you

I just got married to marijuana, I fell in love with the lean

Me and the powder a power couple, I’m feelin' like Mr. Clean

I’m in the kitchen, ayy

I’m in the kitchen, I’m fuckin' with dishes and I’m in the kitchen

I got the water and you know I’m whippin', yeah I’m in the kitchen

I’m in the kitchen, I’m in the kitchen

I’m in the kitchen, I’m in the kitchen, ayy

Drummer Gang in this thing

Life from EA

Met her in Buckhead

Do you fuck for a prayer?

Whoa, get over just to get the head

Ayy, they gonna play a game

So you gotta play a game, god level

God level, god level, god level, god level

Ayy that’s what my god-mama used to say

God level, every time she’d talk, on Grape

Auntie Gil, that’s my god-mama, on crip