BB Sun In the Kitchen with No Jumper lyrics

[Intro: Nedarb + BB Sun]
What's good
Nedarb in this b*tch
Got BB Sun here
Alright
DDF
Wow
Free Dizzy Slick
Free Dizzy Slick
We're In the Kitchen with No Jumper
Skedda

[Pre-Verse]
Huh
Hmm
Yes, yes
Hmm, Sun
Wow
Shoutout OnSomesh*t, man
And Nedarb too
Hey, wow

[Verse]
Uh, my mouth was on ice
My dad was on ice
My heart pump ice
My soul on ice
World so cold, I don't wanna wear ice
I told her put the pus*y on ice
Fit so nice, I'mma wear this sh*t twice
Uh, I'm dripping like ice
Gleam in the light, pack looking like ice
Dope in the bowl, kinda look like rice
b*tch, I'm a thug, I demand my rights
Crush two xans, put them in my Sprite
Threw a perc in that b*tch, got me going so hyph
I've been loading this whole time
I've been thugging my whole life
I've been sitting on my old bars like I've been sitting on a gold mine
I've been smoking on something, smell like an armpit without the Old Spice
Off the acid, I'm a wise guy
Shells on the ground like Five Guys
I ran away, got sky high
Stared feeling like the old times
Like, back when I was in Seattle Times
When I lost a chopper, those were trying times
Don't cry, baby, dry your eyes
Hey, pop a trunk, I'll buy you Fisher Price
600, that's my price
If it's up to me, you get a different price
Big boy, sipping kryptonite
Coke rock like a Dippin Dot
n*gga, hit a lick, go commit a fraud
When you hear the shots
Gotta dip and dodge
Hey
[Sample]
One two three round four five off the drop and make you busters go