Cook Book ft. Clentis Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Chef in the cookbook, dip the hook to the good schnucks.
That's a good look, in the kitchen, I can lead the position
In the leader position, been patient, need a physician
Pay for the gang , they don't see admission
Eatin' hot fries, pasta on the hill, St. Louis mob ties
Gang ish workin' still, what happens when you see straight
And the vision blurrin' still, hit list swervin' still
The goal is never have the business hurting chill
Here to bring the changing
clothes like Jay, get
ghost like Ray and
Chef like Meth yep
Cook like Crvck rock
-et like space ships
I'm grateful. Thanks Rich
Let's say grace, amen
The time is now
like Flavor Flav.
What's shaking?
Got pep in my step
no salt in my game
I'm assaulting the page
I won't melt if I get
tossed in the flames
In the cookbook, you know
I got the sauce and the glaze
Chef in the cookbook, dip the hook to the good schnucks.
That's a good look, in the kitchen, I can lead the position
In the leader position, been patient, need a physician
Pay for the gang , they don't see admission
Eatin' hot fries, pasta on the hill, St. Louis mob ties
Gang ish workin' still, what happens when you see straight
And the vision blurrin' still, hit list swervin' still
The goal is never have the business hurting chill
Hot box, the whip, smoke in the rear view
In your city, but still nowhere near you
People held back, look what fear do
Visions smooth, makin' clear moves
Windows not tinted, you could peer through
I got that thang on me, 45 shots left on my cammy tho
Still pop up like cameos, rollin' up like Grammys, yo
Rap like I got a Grammy, bro, even Autumn Granny know
I'm not perfect, I'll never say it
Life shook me, but I'll never shake it
Hit me up when I make it, life is what you make it
Took it how I take it, I can never fake it
Music up, at Lakes crib, with Joshie back to basics
They put me at the bases, Tuck gonna, bring the bass in
Oh my gosh, put this on your playlist
Next year I'm droppin' places, who knows when y'all get phases
I'm goin' through some phases, my homies all adjacent
I'm tired of bein' complacent, all this cash
Of course you bring some change in
Chef in the cookbook, dip the hook to the good schnucks.
That's a good look, in the kitchen, I can lead the position
In the leader position, been patient, need a physician
Pay for the gang , they don't see admission
Eatin' hot fries, pasta on the hill, St. Louis mob ties
Gang ish workin' still, what happens when you see straight
And the vision blurrin' still, hit list swervin' still
The goal is never have the business hurting chill