Cooking

Cooking up the fire
All that starting at me boy don’t that make your eyes hurt
I’m the one she admire
This that shit that hit it’s about to get you higher

Cooking up the fire
All that starting at me boy don’t that make your eyes hurt
I’m the one she admire
This that shit that hit it’s about to get you higher

Money calling on my money phone, time to spit some raps
Bitches traps, say they got my back, move like city rats
Fuck all that
Only fuck with hats, and no clothes at that
Come on in, strip down at the door
Fuck your worldstar app
I done been a mother fucking star since I was born here
Niggas quiers making fun of gays at least they born real
Don’t care bout what niggas say they let that love heal
I don’t kill, got no need to shot but bet my thugs will

Cooking up the fire
All that starting at me boy don’t that make your eyes hurt
I’m the one she admire
This that shit that hit it’s about to get you higher

Cooking up the fire
All that starting at me boy don’t that make your eyes hurt
I’m the one she admire
This that shit that hit it’s about to get you higher

Nigga chill Coolest nigga on the motherfucking map
Heat pulled all in front of me that’s why that shits a fact
If I react, I got to much I’ll lose and I can’t deal with that
Theses deals in that, gotta nigga stressed where to invest it at
Might plan in fact
To take my mom and baby mother overseas
See Paris
Dinner in a jet fly through heaven
Please
Walk the fuck away from me you know I got my son too
I don’t kill got no need to shot but bet I bet my thugs do!

Cooking up the fire
All that starting at me boy don’t that make your eyes hurt
I’m the one she admire
This that shit that hit it’s about to get you higher

Cooking up the fire
All that starting at me boy don’t that make your eyes hurt
I’m the one she admire
This that shit that hit it’s about to get you higher