Cookin Yams

[Intro: SpaceGhostPurrp & CHXPO]
Fuck nigga
Don't give a fuck about you, fuck ass A$AP nigga
You gon' feel that pistol in your mouth
Fuck nigga, straight like that, nigga
Yeah, nigga, fuck Yams, nigga
Fuck A$AP, nigga
Fuck New York, nigga
Free Doe
Fuck nigga
CHXPO, let them niggas know
Nigga, let's get it
Squad
Gang, gang, nigga
Gang, nigga, ayy
Squad, squad, nigga
Squad, ayy
Squad

[Chorus: CHXPO]
This that type shit that you listen to
When you ain't really got shit else that you wanna listen to, ayy
I'm a real street nigga, the type of nigga you should listen to
I don't give a fuck 'bout none the rap niggas you listen to

[Verse 1: CHXPO]
In the kitchen cooking A$AP Yams (Fuck A$AP Mob, gang)
In the kitchen water whippin' A$AP Yams
In the kitchen, bitch, I'm cooking A$AP Yams (Fuck Carti, boy, ayy)
Fuck A$AP Mob, bitch, I'm BVNDGXD (Fuck Carti, boy, ayy)
BVNDGXD (BVNDGXD)
We the squad, ayy (Squad, squad)
All my niggas (Ayy)
We rob (Rob niggas)
Who the fuck these fuck niggas talking to?
Nigga, I just came home (On God)
Man, this chopper gon' bark 'em (Grrah)
And, nigga, you won't go home, ayy
I been on the block toting Glocks with my squad
Your lil' bitch on my dick 'cause she like how I ride
She like how I ride, nigga, and I turn up (Black Money Boyz Deathrow, fuck nigga)
Catch you in the party and you might get burnt up
Burn a nigga house to the ground (To the ground)
This beef shit for real, boy you better keep your kids from around (Keep your kids from around)
City to city with this dogfood like I'm a Greyhound
With this dogfood, bitch, I might fuckin' buy a pound
I don't go no damn pound, all I got is a couple rounds
And I got no millis, all I got is a couple bands
I'm in the kitchen and I'm cooking up some A$AP Yams (Skrrt)
In the kitchen and I'm cooking up some A$AP Yams (Skrrt)
Gang, ayy

[Chorus: CHXPO]
This that type shit that you listen to
When you ain't really got shit else you wanna listen to
I'm a real street nigga, the type of nigga you should listen to
I don't give a fuck about none the rap niggas you listen to

[Verse 2: CHXPO]
In the kitchen, water whippin' up some A$AP Yams
If you need some Yams then I need a couple bands (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
In the kitchen cooking up some A$AP Yams
You want some Yams, I don't need a couple dollars, I don't even want no bands
Ayy, ayy, CHXPO, hey, why you say that shit?
Yesterday, nigga get out my face
'Fore I punch you in your face
I got a .357 and it hold eight
You ain't ever seen that shit
Man, this shit ain't fake
Man, I'm real as I could be, my G
I don't give a fuck about these fuck niggas
These fuck niggas give a fuck about me
And his lil' bitch all on me 'cause she seen me on TV
But I ain't ever been on TV, she just imaginanating that shit
'Cause I'm great and I got some good dick
Man, she love me 'cause I'm hoodrich
And I hit licks, on the strip with a four fifth
Bitch, I shoot shit
With my 10 and I shoot shit
Bitch, I don't miss
No, nigga, I don't miss
Ayy, ayy, I don't miss
Call up Ghacha, he gon' a bring a fucking four fifth
Call up Rushhy, we gon' hit a million dollar lick
Lil Rushhy got a stain and he got a couple bricks (Black Money Boyz Deathrow, fuck nigga)
I don't give a fuck about no bitch (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
You already know I'm hoodrich (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
CHXPO, bitch, I love to gangbang (Bang, bang)