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Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeREADY TO COOK UP
Ready, ready, ready, ready to cook upUh, I'm ready to cook up (Got that dope)Ready, ready, ready, I'm ready to cook up (Yeah)Ready, ready, ready, I'm ready to cook up (Mixtape Pluto)Cut the Rolls-Royce truck in half, pull up SpectreI'm gettin' certain amount of cashlook like a sex symbol (Yeah)Heard my name been ringin' bells 'cause I'm a gang memberCan't say too much on these tracks'cause I'm with grave diggers (Ayy, say, gang)Need a 'script for 'methazine and some pain pills(And some pain pills)I got fame, but with these streets, nigga, I stay realThey got switches on these glees, I feel safe here(Feel safe)Young nigga put you on a tee, you a plate for real(Ayy, say, gang)Dropped inside the water, spent some dollars on a 'vert(Ayy, say, gang)Got a thousand pounds on order, told 'em"Hit that shit with terps"Paid a thousand for a line of Wock'I just poured a cup of syrupI been cookin' dope so longit smell like cocaine on my shirtNiggas don't pop no pills no morethey ready to crush and snort the Perc'Might pull up in helicopterdressin' like I'm going to church (Ayy, say, gang)80 pointer diamonds shiningsolitaires on my shirt (Fuck these hoes, bruh)Said the hood ain't want the Quagenso we had to send the turtleCut the Rolls-Royce truck in halfpull up Spectre (Ayy, say, gang)I'm gettin' certain amount of cash, look like a sex symbol (Want a lil' somethin')Heard my name been ringin' bells 'cause I'm a gang memberCan't say too much on these tracks'cause I'm with grave diggers (Yeah, yeah)Need a 'script for 'methazine and some pain pills(Say, my dogs)I got fame, but with these streets, nigga, I stay realThey got switches on these glees, I feel safe here(Ayy, say, gang)Young nigga put you on a tee, you a plate for realEveryday we been gettin' throwed, sipping Texas(Ayy, say, gang)On the wrong side of the road, drivin' recklessI know how to use a Pyrex, I finesse it (Ayy, say, gang)Take the dirty money, clean it at the washhouseSo many bad bitches, this come with the lifestyle(We some rockstars)When you flyin' like a pilotbring the pipe out (Bring that chopper)I'll post up in another nigga hoodall my ice out (Brrt, brrt)Totin' a stick like a guitar, ready to rock out (Brrt, brrt)Cut the Rolls-Royce truck in half, pull up Spectre(Ayy, say, gang)I'm gettin' certain amount of cash, look like a sex symbolHeard my name been ringin' bells 'cause I'm a gang memberCan't say too much on these tracks'cause I'm with grave diggersNeed a 'script for 'methazineand some pain pills (Ayy, say, gang)I got fame, but with these streets, nigga, I stay realThey got switches on these glees, I feel safe hereYoung nigga put you on a tee, you a plate for real
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