lirik lagu okay fine - let me cook
[verse 1]
krabs went around with a chopstick
he just wanna pop sh~t, he might get ya block hit, wait
red dot, pick ’em like a locksmith
make him drop quick like a b~tch on some thot sh~t
you would think we coughin’, masked up sick with the sh~ts
with the way we had to lock in
not top 5, not top 10, won’t pass it, no stockton
my hood look like compton
we let bullets fly in this b~tch
got murder ties in this b~tch
look, some will die in this b~tch
it’s a homicide if you hit
i got real mob ties, no drake sh~t, no reference tracks, ain’t no fake sh~t
it get dangerous, they spraying the streets like cleaning the pavement
i swear the violence contagious
i keep my eye on the payments
i keep my mind in a place where i can unwind and just blaze it
swears it’s amazing, i sold more product than macy’s
i hit yo man on the run like i’m brady
f~ck you, pay me, b~tch
[chorus]
this my sh~t, let’s get high, let me cook, let it ride
this a hit, it’s a vibe, we outside
grab the 9, watch ’em miss, if he slide
said he hit, it’s a lie, drop a diss
out of ten, not even five, this beef ain’t alive
[verse 2]
you might have a little bit of this and that
i got a whole lotta money in the trap
even more coming from the music, selling these tracks like crack
baby, check on my mac, i got more than a couple stashed
know i gotta double that, drop some weight
knowing plankton can’t reb~ttal that
duffle bag, move around, money gotta funnel that, hold up
i get you whacked in the street, no std
if you find a krab in your sheets, won’t blast at yo feet
you think they cheering, it look like they laughing to me
you ain’t really ballin’, b~tch, you ain’t no master p
you ain’t attacking the beat
where is my suit? it ain’t gotta be super, you lacking the heat
look, i can’t have a hoe, slytherin on my wand, get my hogwarts
i just wanna nut up on her face, on her contour
ooh, she french, then i hit her with a “bonjour”
spongy like al~qaeda, what he dropping bombs for?
if i hit ’em with a spray, it isn’t time for it
got ’em like spongy, what you f~ckin’ on my mom for?
sorry, had to give her what she longed for, ooh
[chorus]
this my sh~t, let’s get high, let me cook, let it ride
this a hit, it’s a vibe, we outside
grab the 9, watch ’em miss, if he slide
said he hit, it’s a lie, drop a diss
out of ten, not even five, this beef ain’t alive
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