AMIRA KITCHEN Lyrics – Westside Gunn

Read the complete AMIRA KITCHEN Lyrics by Westside Gunn along with song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Westside Gunn’s music, you can also explore POWER HOUSE HOBBS and BRIKOLAI VOLKOFF, two other songs by Westside Gunn.

[Verse 1: Westside Gunn]
Ayo, I still wear ski masks for the dividends
On the yacht, Tom Ford gloves, eating Michelin
BET Awards in my Chrome Hearts Timberlands
Rest in peace X, how my plug said “It’s him again”
Super Flygod, fiends kneeling to my feet, all
(??) 1s had ’em coming for a week (Ah)
Had to buy a brick cheap, but a body much cheaper (Boom boom boom boom)
(??) flat boy came with the sweeper
I’m on the road, keep it on you even (??) parole
(??) seen my YN, the devil had stole his soul
I only talk to my kids, I don’t fu*k with phones

If you don’t like it, get the fu*k on (Get the fu*k on!)
N!gga, check the rap sheet, I don’t do rap beef (Uh uh)
Freeze ’em in DC, pump name was Ashley (Woo)
I’m kicking it, sack in each ass, looking jazzy
Came out the bushes, all black with the lassie

[Chorus: Brother Tom Sos]
We see rhinestones, we see sunshine
And on both days, we be alright
We seen no ways, we seen gunfights
And on both days, we was alright
We be alright, hmm
Everything working cause God said it would
We be alright, hmm

[Verse 2: Brother Tom Sos]
Uh, if I’mma do it, I might as well do it right and exact
You n!ggas ruined the movement, we came and got it intact
Well in fact, I keep a shooter and he gon’ do just that
Think you running off with some jewellery, gon’ get shot in your cap
Like a graduation picture, do the knowledge and you be graduating quicker
Hands in the air with champagne glasses, this a stick up
I’m tryna tell you that you shouldn’t burn that bridge up
I come in peace

[Verse 3: Westside Gunn]
I bet Virgil rolling in his grave (Ah)
Dope boy s*it, rollie and a chain (Ah)
Probably had dope running in his veins (Ah)
Watch for the backdoor, s*it change (Mm)
I done sold ten bricks in a day (Woo)
I done took my French b!tch to Waly Fay (Woo)
Had God told my grandmama pray (Pray for me, Granny)
You shoulda seen me doing pushups in the cage (Ah)
A hundred ups, a hundred dips, I’m insane (Ah)
This for my n!ggas on the yard with the blade (Free my n!ggas)
I only got ten mil’ to my name (Woo)
I done smiled through the pain

[Chorus: Brother Tom Sos]
We see rhinestones, we see sunshine
And on both days, we be alright
We seen no ways, we seen gunfights
And on both days, we was alright
We be alright, hmm
Everything working cause God said it would
We be alright, hmm
We see rhinestones, we see sunshine
And on both days, we be alright
We seen no ways, we seen gunfights
And on both days, we was alright
We be alright, hmm
Everything working cause God said it would
We be alright, hmm