Cookin' up a Pollo
Put money on your head get you killed no coupon
Never stop chasing dough so I leave the coupe on
Drive-by mag hit 4 that's a group on
Stock on the AK fold like a futon
Early in the mornin' I'm cookin' up a pollo
Your bitch drop her panties cause I got the povvo
Cocaine hit you in the nose Miguel Cotto
Get money gut cause I live up in 4 go
Steppin' on the blow got my bands goin' loco
Every time I hop out bitches taking photos
2 zips of heroin stuffed inside balloons
I'm a slap the bitch dumb if she don't shit it out soon
Nigga try to violate make his ass a tomb
I been selling cocaine since I came up out the womb
She askin' me for Louis, bitch is you stupy?
Pull up to Popeyes then I get the 2 piece
Everything brand new nigga I thought you knew
New hunnids in my pockets why my face looking blue
Ridin' out in Cali smokin' OG in a Benz
Got Gucci's on my face 400 dollar lens
Bitch I came up now you wanna be my friend
I ain't tryna do no track unless you got some Benjamins
Put money on your head get you killed no coupon
Never stop chasing dough so I leave the coupe on
Drive-by mag hit 4 that's a group on
Stock on the AK fold like a futon
Early in the mornin' I'm cookin' up a pollo
Your bitch drop her panties cause I got the povvo
Cocaine hit you in the nose Miguel Cotto
Get money gut cause I live up in 4 go
Steppin' on the blow got my bands goin' loco
Every time I hop out bitches taking photos
Old ass rappers need to claim disability
I got the clout I got the sauce bitch I got the recipe
.500 Magnum strictly for my enemies
Candles by your picture while your homies pourin' hennessy
Feelin' like Pablo flexin' in the Medellin
Real street nigga dog fuck the fake industry
Cocaine, marijuana got the methamphetamines
Sellin' dope on a Dyno you could say I'm peddlin'
Put money on your head get you killed no coupon
Never stop chasing dough so I leave the coupe on
Drive-by mag hit 4 that's a group on
Stock on the AK fold like a futon
Early in the mornin' I'm cookin' up a pollo
Your bitch drop her panties cause I got the povvo
Cocaine hit you in the nose Miguel Cotto
Get money gut cause I live up in 4 go
Steppin' on the blow got my bands goin' loco
Every time I hop out bitches taking photos
Never stop chasing dough so I leave the coupe on
Drive-by mag hit 4 that's a group on
Stock on the AK fold like a futon
Early in the mornin' I'm cookin' up a pollo
Your bitch drop her panties cause I got the povvo
Cocaine hit you in the nose Miguel Cotto
Get money gut cause I live up in 4 go
Steppin' on the blow got my bands goin' loco
Every time I hop out bitches taking photos
2 zips of heroin stuffed inside balloons
I'm a slap the bitch dumb if she don't shit it out soon
Nigga try to violate make his ass a tomb
I been selling cocaine since I came up out the womb
She askin' me for Louis, bitch is you stupy?
Pull up to Popeyes then I get the 2 piece
Everything brand new nigga I thought you knew
New hunnids in my pockets why my face looking blue
Ridin' out in Cali smokin' OG in a Benz
Got Gucci's on my face 400 dollar lens
Bitch I came up now you wanna be my friend
I ain't tryna do no track unless you got some Benjamins
Put money on your head get you killed no coupon
Never stop chasing dough so I leave the coupe on
Drive-by mag hit 4 that's a group on
Stock on the AK fold like a futon
Early in the mornin' I'm cookin' up a pollo
Your bitch drop her panties cause I got the povvo
Cocaine hit you in the nose Miguel Cotto
Get money gut cause I live up in 4 go
Steppin' on the blow got my bands goin' loco
Every time I hop out bitches taking photos
Old ass rappers need to claim disability
I got the clout I got the sauce bitch I got the recipe
.500 Magnum strictly for my enemies
Candles by your picture while your homies pourin' hennessy
Feelin' like Pablo flexin' in the Medellin
Real street nigga dog fuck the fake industry
Cocaine, marijuana got the methamphetamines
Sellin' dope on a Dyno you could say I'm peddlin'
Put money on your head get you killed no coupon
Never stop chasing dough so I leave the coupe on
Drive-by mag hit 4 that's a group on
Stock on the AK fold like a futon
Early in the mornin' I'm cookin' up a pollo
Your bitch drop her panties cause I got the povvo
Cocaine hit you in the nose Miguel Cotto
Get money gut cause I live up in 4 go
Steppin' on the blow got my bands goin' loco
Every time I hop out bitches taking photos
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Writer(s): Bianchi 448, Rafael Ramos Jr, Shane Burrows, Spencer The Producer
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