Cookies & Cream 2 Lyrics

Emerald made that

Cause they ain't known us yet

Zoomin' out the coupe, we got all this loot

Yeah, me and brodie we make money moves

Get him in the coupe cause he really don't like you

All we got is hope, we ain't one to mope

We don't have no rules, we can't have no goals

We got all this cash, come borrow some from bro

I got fendi coats, yeah, they want all the smoke

They want all the smoke

We don't talk to Joe, we got Crocs though

Cause we got crocs doe

What he talkin' bout, girl, I hope he's lyin

Doin' stuff behind my back, yeah, I hope your lyin

But can I say, got a belt on the way

Yo, belt on the way, yeah

I can't talk, I ain't ready, baby

Yeah, uh

Pull up, that Fendi on the waist, say

Pull up, that patel on the way, yeah

Yeah, we own the rick, we can have that

Yeah, we own the ricks, we can have that

I can't relate, yeah

We can't relate to you, we can't relate to you

Take a flight to France, no, yeah

We can take a chance, no, this is your last chance, no

You try so hard to stand up, you cannot stand up

You try so hard to stand up, why won't you get up

You know I'm the realest, I got all these bands

Outtatime , up in DeLorean

50 dimes, a valedictorian

Cause they ain't know this yet

Jumping out the coupe, we a got all this loot

Yeah, me and Brody, we make money in moves

Get him in the coupe, cause he really don't like you

All we got is hope, we ain't with the mope

We don't have no ropes, we can't have no ghosts, ayy

We got all this cash, yeah, come borrow some from bro, ayy

I got 50 coats, yeah, they went out of smoke

They want all the smoke, we don't talk to Joe

We got Crocs, though, cause we got Chops, though

What he talking about, girl, I hope he's lying

Doing stuff behind my back, yeah, I hope he's lying

But they cannot see, got a belt on the way

Your belt on the way, yeah

I can't walk, dream anyway, yeah

Pull up, that Fendi on the way, say

Pull up, that Patek on the way, yeah

Yeah, we own the rick, we can't hide that

Yeah, we own the rick, we can't hide that

I can't relate, yeah, we can't relate to you

We can't relate to you

Take a flight to France, no, ho, yo

We can take a chance, no, this is your last chance, no

You try so hard to stand up, you cannot stand up

You try so hard to stand up, why won't you get up

You know i'm the realest, got all these bands

Outtatime, up in DeLorean

50 dimes, valedictorian