LET ME COOK Lyrics

Krabs went around with a chopstick, he just wanna pop shit

He might get your block hit, wait

Red dot pick him like a locksmith, make him drop quick, like a bitch on some thot shit

You would think we coughin'

Masked up sick with the shits

With the way we had to lock in

Not top 5, not top 10, won't pass it, no Stockton

My hood look like Compton

We let bullets fly in this bitch

Got murder ties in this bitch

Look, some will die in this bitch

It's a homicide if you hit

I got real mob ties, no Drake shit

No reference tracks, ain't no fake shit

It get dangerous

They sprayin' the streets like cleanin' the pavement

I swear the violence contagious, I keep my eye on the payments

I keep my mind in a place where I can unwind and just blaze it

Swear its amazing

I sold more product than Macy's

I hit your man on the run like I'm Brady

Fuck you pay me bitch

This my shit, let's get high

Let me cook, let it ride

This a hit, it's a vibe

We outside, grab the nine

Watch him miss

If he slide, said he hit

It's a lie, drop a diss

Out of 10, not even 5, this beef ain't alive

You might have a little bit of this and that, I get a whole lot of money in the trap

Even more comin' from the music, sellin' these tracks like crack, baby check on my Mac

I got more than a couple stashed, know I gotta double that

Drop some weight, knowing Plankton can't rebuttal that

Double back, move around, money gotta funnel that, hold up

I get you whacked the street

No STD, if you find a Krab in your sheets

Won't blast at your feet

You think they cheerin', it look like they laughin' to me

You ain't really ballin' bitch, you ain't no master of P

You ain't attackin' the beat

Where is my suit, it ain't gotta be super, you lackin' the heat, look

I can't have a hoe

Slytherin on my wand, give my Hogwarts

I just wanna nut up on her face, on her contour

Ooh, she French, then I hit her with a bonjour

Spongey like Al Qaeda, what he dropping bombs for

If I hit him with a spray it isn't Tom Ford

Got him like Spongey what you fuckin' on my mom for

Sorry, had to give her what she long for, ooh

This my shit, let's get high

Let me cook, let it ride

This a hit, it's a vibe

We outside, grab the nine

Watch him miss

If he slide, said he hit

It's a lie, drop a diss

Out of 10, not even 5, this beef ain't alive