We Cooked Lyrics

High as hell, high as hell, high as hell

I'm high as hell, in the studio by myself

I took a day off of work for myself

And this the most I got paid to excel

I know they waitin' on it till' I fail

I got some burdens on me, feel like hell

I learned a lesson from shit more than lessons

I took a lesson out of every single L

If nigga know me, then he know I'll prevail

I got a problem with niggas who talk

I got a problem with niggas who cops

I got a problem with niggas with problems if one of them problems be up on my dawg

Let me come show you how to take a loss

I'm finna' spoil my bitch like a boss

Your wifey tryin' to show me that Voss

Right now it's 132 on the dot

But I been workin' since three on the clock

I been up workin' since three in the morning and I got a seventh lil album to drop

Ain't wastin' seconds like meals at my brother crib I'm tryna get to the motherfuckin' top

I know it get to the motherfuckin' niggas who shit on my music cause they got no bops

Only got fans, I don't know about no opps

Opps, opps, talk, talk

Droppin' this heat shit nonstop

They tryna' be me, nah, nah

Feds at my brother door, knock, knock, nah, nah

They ain't gon' find shit, nah, nah

Maybe a remnant of zaza

Mama depending on guala (I'm high as hell)

Fuck all that weak shit get commas

In the studio by myself, I took a day off of work for myself

And this the most I got paid to excel

I know they waitin' on it till I fail

I learned a lesson from shit more than lessons

I took a lesson out every single L

This life be like 2K, it ain't just fake ballers it might be your brother who end up and sell

I'm high as hell, high as hell, high as hell

I'm rollin' in deep like Adele

Look like a unit, ain't talkin' hotel

Yo' nigga fruity as fuck like a welch if I turn up the heat on em' they finna' melt

I lost some shit, but I'm back in like park

These niggas been here with me since the start

Just off of attendance, they getting top marks

Uh, just off of tens, they gettin' good paper

I'm stackin' bread, it ain't look like a wafer

He took them shots to the neck with no chaser

And just to fuck with me, please sign a waiver

The blicky sit next to me just like a neighbor

I smoked enough weed, I could fill up an acre I'm high as hell, hell, hell

Your bro wanna talk, he can die as well

My pockets be fat, they don't diet well

I'm locked in the grind, free YSL

If I'm barely speakin, I think you might tell

I probably fucked up my health

Too many pills under my belt

At least we gon' fuck up the city

At least I can't fuck up a Zelle

I'm high as hell

In the studio by myself, I took a day off of work for myself

And this the most I got paid to excel

I know they waitin' on it till I fail

I learned a lesson from shit more than lessons

I took a lesson out every single L

I got some burdens on me feel like hell

If nigga know me than he know I'll prevail