Lyrics Yola - Likemikes
Uh
In
the
kitchen
I
was
whipping
out
that
yola
yola
Brodie
taught
me
how
to
mix
it
with
the
baking
soda
On
the
corner
I
was
serving
out
that
Coca
Cola
Opposition
on
the
block
they
tried
to
roll
up
roll
up
All
these
pages
in
my
life
it
turned
into
a
folder
All
these
melodies
I'm
feeling
like
I'm
Casanova
Now
that
blood
all
on
my
door
the
Spirits
passing
over
Driving
like
I
stole
it
police
wanna
pull
me
over
Grew
up
in
the
jungle
Came
out
like
jango
Been
through
the
struggle
Now
hear
pianos
Came
out
the
bando
I
had
to
change
clothes
There
ain't
no
evidence
I
guess
that's
case
closed
She
like
the
Burberry
She
like
them
pink
toes
They
tried
to
murder
me
I
guess
they
missed
though
I
left
my
mamas
kitchen,
cleaned
up
the
sink
though
They
say
they
never
cappin'
that's
ocho
cinco
You
turning
snitch
now,
just
know
you
dead
to
me
I'm
playing
chess
now,
there
aint
no
checking
me
You
show
me
hate
and
love,
it
felt
like
jealousy
I
guess
I
weren't
enough,
it
wasn't
meant
for
me
If
you
ever
fall
in
love,
don't
ever
mention
me
Put
you
on
the
bench
now,
you
can't
ever
get
to
me
I'm
used
to
whipping
yola,
I
know
the
recipe
I'm
going
king
like
cobra,
yeah
that's
my
destiny
In
the
kitchen
I
was
whipping
out
that
yola
yola
Brodie
taught
me
how
to
mix
it
with
the
baking
soda
On
the
corner
I
was
serving
out
that
Coca
Cola
Opposition
on
the
block
they
tried
to
roll
up
roll
up
All
these
pages
in
my
life
it
turned
into
a
folder
All
these
melodies
I'm
feeling
like
I'm
Casanova
Now
that
blood
all
on
my
door
the
Spirits
passing
over
Driving
like
I
stole
it
police
wanna
pull
me
over
I
been
locked
up
in
the
cage
they
need
to
let
me
out
If
you
disrespect
the
bro
they
bring
the
semi
out
I
know
cuzzy
on
the
obo
but
he
hit
the
lotto
He
don't
wanna
give
it
up
he
smoking
that
gelato
On
the
road
I've
seen
the
dark
and
I've
seen
the
light
Seen
a
fiend
mix
it
up
and
put
it
in
a
pipe
You
know
Likemikes
swishing
every
time
I
write
Bout
to
take
the
gloves
off,
now
it's
time
to
fight
In
the
kitchen
I
was
whipping
out
that
yola
yola
Brodie
taught
me
how
to
mix
it
with
the
baking
soda
On
the
corner
I
was
serving
out
that
Coca
Cola
Opposition
on
the
block
they
tried
to
roll
up
roll
up
All
these
pages
in
my
life
it
turned
into
a
folder
All
these
melodies
I'm
feeling
like
I'm
Casanova
Now
that
blood
all
on
my
door
the
Spirits
passing
over
Driving
like
I
stole
it
police
wanna
pull
me
over
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