Kookie

[Intro: IceBirds]
Aye

[Verse: IceBirds]
Hope out the whip, got a bad bitch on my arm
She lovin' the drip, aye, she diggin' the ice and the charm
Smokin' on gas, it's the bomb
Call up the gang, you know they gon' bomb
Stay in your lane, you niggas been warned
I came with them B's, ring the alarm, aye
Roll up the gas, we got plenty dope
And we got plenty of choppers with them telescopes
I don't want the bitch, I don't want the hoe
I don't like the bitch, I just love her throat
Black and white bitch like a Oreo
Smokin' on cookie, no Do Si Dos
Don't think we got bands, we got plenty more
Pull up in whip, the dash is digital, aye
I got the Mac like the laptop
Pull up in Hot Wheels, this ain't no matchbox
Fuck with the gang and you smokin' crack rock
Fuckin' your bitch, I'm givin' her backshots, aye
IceWater Gang, we the have knots, 'member them days we couldn't have knots
Now I'm ballin' on 'em, don't got a jump shot
IceBirds, yeah, they know that I been hot
Gucci and Luis, you know that I switch out
Chopper got kick, we pullin' them sticks out
Can't love a bitch, I swear that shit been out
Talkin' 'bout racks, then I'm pullin' Ben out
I got the drip every season, aye
Flexin' on niggas for no reason, aye
Ain't talkin' 'bout money, I'm leavin'
Three gram 'Wood to the face, I'm cheefin'

[Verse 2: 44 OakBoy]
Ain't used to have shit 'til I started stuffin' the racks in a shoebox
The life that I live, I might go out like Tupac
Covered in fur, feelin' like Chewbacca
These niggas be tellin' like neighborhood watch
We servin' them bricks, we don't need a clock
Fuckin' these bitches, runnin' through thots
Fresh off the plan, I jump in a drop'
She ain't my bit' but she gon' give me that top
We changin' the prices, raisin' the stock
Thumbin' through cash, how can I not
Zoom to the bag, I'm feelin' like Joc
I'm in the field just like some crop
Know I got aim, I shoot, I don't miss
Full of that drank, it's all in my piss
Glock on my hip, the clip is extended
Clear the whole scene, and don't leave a witness

[Verse 3: Bando Supreme]
Stack up them racks, and put it in shoebox
Tatted up, Thug Life just like Tupac
Bando Max Payne, I keep two Glocks
Runnin' them plays, I stay with a stopwatch
Smokin' the cookie pack like I'm a Rasta
I'm fuckin' your bitch on top of the pullout
Ain't talkin' 'bout guap, then, what is you talkin' 'bout?
Said you want beef, I'm pullin' the stick out
Hop out the coupe with the smoke like a hotbox
Pulled up with red dots, thought he had chickenpox
Ran it up by my lonely just like Speaker Knockerz
Came with one gun but it got plenty shots
These niggas grew up to be imposters
Know he a ho 'cause he just like his father
All black four-fif' just like Batman
Came in mask up, thought I like I'm Robin