The Cook Up

One hit of this right here
Shit will change your life
Shit I ain't lying try it, It'll change your life
A yo Hitboy give em some
The new wave, Uh

See my success you can't stomach because your spiteful
Your stomach can get a knife full
To all my niggas in the pen to save the hassle
For now this how I'm gonna write you
I hope it reach you
Only tower we been got a twin and it's not the Eiffel
Now my showers so big I can damn near swim in it
And even as young'uns we knew that money was imminent
And if life ever defeats you I hope it teach you
Judge a man on how he treats the people he doesn't need to
Understand, that we do this shit better than what they doing
Whatever I cook up you see UCLA bruin
And get it in from a.m. to p.m.
Niggas claiming to be him
The bitches be in my dm's like damn
Wherever we go killing your confidence and your ego
Living your dreams and you still asleep though
It's a certain something you'll never have
I celebrate I never brag
I remember when I didn't have a bath
We used to wash in the sink, now my car is a hovercraft
The mats on the floor is mink on the way to the helipad
Now haters is hella mad they stay on that funny shit
Claiming a city they never bent a corner in
I was born to win only thing I lost was weak bitches
Cursing my name with the same mouth they keep my dick in
Swallow that, try to unfollow that
In dena California we call it out on the map
Call them out where you at
In the flesh not the phone is best
Rolling stones I lay my home where i rest
Pop tags for the pizzazz
The cars I drive really this fast
I got a really big bag unlike your bitch ass
And one try that's it your eyes wide you're lit
Like damn this hit way better than Calvin shit
Now who could fuck wit em



Credits
Writer(s): Reginald Renardo Jr Pettway
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