Cookie Pack Lyrics

Rolling up cookie pack I do not conversate

Serve you bag of a OG on a holiday

I'm never outta shape

These niggas featherweight

I keep two phones on me like I was Kevin gates

I keep two poles wit me like I was fishing

I'm running from police I'm hurdling fences

I come from the trenches I forgot to mention

Spent two thousand on frames I got Cartier vision

I flew out my city and never looked back

I'm on Miami Beach I got red bottom feet

I'm on South ocean drive while you stalking my tweets

It's like Three in the morning I ain't been to sleep

It's the end of the week and I ain't had no Z's

Imma hit up my cuz just to get off them P's

If I pay for this flight she gone get on her knees

If I pay for this flight make her do as I please

I Might fly to my city and pull up in Tesla

She told all her friends when she seen me I'm extra

If I'm in yo city Im getting to a bag

Off white by Virgil you know that's the tag

High top red bottoms louboutin wit the spikes

Just a year ago I used to sleep with the mice

Get it low sell the same bag for a high price

Got Tay wit me I used to call her on Skype

I Just flew to LA and was sleep off the syrup

Bad bitch on a island say she come from Europe

Im out on a yacht and it's nothing but bosses

If you in my city you better be cautious

I just told Cheezy I'll see you in Boston

After juice world died I ain't pop no perc

If he play wit my kind then he might get hurt

Nigga speak on my name get put in a ditch

We ain't making no wish we gone blow out his cake

A hunnit on salmon I dont eat steak

You see the diamonds they jump out the face

Smoking exotic one hell of a taste

Keept all my hoes in a row like bingo

Everyday Tigg wake up talk to Cinco

Two Door coupe twin pipes wit the turbo

This ain't no scat pack

These niggas duck like daffy, aflack

Sliding in a Beamer it's matte black

She give me head every where that I go but she ain't no SnapBack

I'm saying whatever I feel I don't got a filter I don't need Snapchat

I'm watching all of the niggas that's close to me and that's for certain

Choppa a open heem up like a curtain

Pump to his back like a baby that's burping

Five Years went by and you still the same person

I cut you off cuz I knew it was worth it

Member them nights when I ain't have no power

Run an extension to take me a shower

She give me head then we Fuck for an hour

Dirt in my cup make me lean like a tower

Open the pack damn this shit is so sour

I might start a podcast like my name Eddie Bauer

Rolling up cookie pack I do not conversate

Serve you bag of a og on a holiday

Im never outta shape

These niggas featherweight

I keep two phones on me like I was Kevin gates

I keep two poles wit me like I was fishing

I'm running from police I'm hurdling fences

I come from the trenches I forgot to mention

Spent two thousand on frames I got Cartier vision

I flew out my city and never looked back

I'm on Miami Beach I got red bottom feet

I'm on South ocean drive while you stalking my tweets

It's like Three in the morning I ain't been to sleep

It's the end of the week and I ain't had no Z's

Imma hit up my cuz just to get off them P's

If I pay for this flight she gone get on her knees

If I pay for this flight make her do as I please