COOKIN by KingJay_SA Lyrics
Told ma gang tha I'll be cooking a hit
U can find in the kitchen if u come to ma crib
We cook it all night till the day we'll die
K2 pass tha souce make it tasty yhoo ey
We just did with no favours
Contin figures on a table
Cookin a hit with no flavours I
Feel like a chef when I'm cooking this shiii yeah
Hard bars for the fam yeah
Hot tracks for the gang yeah
Making money for a self rise
Man we cooking a hit the we sell it
If is not abt the money forget it
I've been working hard just to get this shit
Me n ma gang we lit
We trynna make make it in the game Just get it
I'm so epidemic spreading through the city now they getting sick of the boy
They can't handle the boy all they do is hate man
U can find me in the kitchen
Writing lyrics like a recipe get it
I just wanna be an Oprah
Making Money like a dealer U know bruh
I just wanna go over sea's
N find my self living abroad yeah
They should be shoutin my name
N ask otographs coz i am the best yeah
I'm taking over u should watch out
Step by step I'm gettin there
Oh yeah
I am the best
Who can do better I'm making killing
I'm cookin a hit now they listenin
I'm doin ma best now they hatin me
I got juice and the Hennessey and
I got the piff in the building
U can find me in the kitchen
God is my light in the darkness(hallelujah)
I told ma haters imma make it thou
N i am the man of my words
I take my time n i don't impress
Im that nigga with that attitude
I was born the best n magnified
Jay be the name I'm killing it
Cookin a hit a nee more spice
I just nee water to cool me down
I'm running the streets like caster siminya
I'm heading to the top n sippin that lin
I'm running the game ma nigga I'm in
Buh all this haters wanna see me down
All this niggas just fakin
I don't see nobody real here
I legaly protect my music
Hence a nigga tryna ruin it
They don't like it when i spit barz, rhymes
They scared i can take their movement
They don't wanna see me shine
They wanna see a nigga suffering
Lord protect me from this life
There's full of evil n lies in it
Young nigga doin the most
I'm lyrically gifted
Ma niggas they know
Who can do better than us
We makin a killin n cookin a hit
Me n my gang we on
Chasin the paper in different locations
Money4 yeah I want the paper n some honies
I'll be cookin in the kitchen man
They wanna taste Give em full plate
I know they'll be asking for more
Especially my haters to check salt
When they come to ma crib they here for observation
So i gotta put more more effort n do this shit
So i gotta feed em in the mornin
Afternoon and evening
The baddest in the kitchen where u from
U feeding em niggas u hella dope
I just do what I do
N I'm doin the most
We just wanna hve a good time
Sipping and eatin till we die
Ma haters are praying for my downfall
They don't wanna see shine
Told ma gang tha I'll be cooking a hit
U can find in the kitchen if u come to ma crib
We cook it all night till the day we'll die
K2 pass tha souce make it tasty yhoo ey
U can find in the kitchen if u come to ma crib
We cook it all night till the day we'll die
K2 pass tha souce make it tasty yhoo ey
We just did with no favours
Contin figures on a table
Cookin a hit with no flavours I
Feel like a chef when I'm cooking this shiii yeah
Hard bars for the fam yeah
Hot tracks for the gang yeah
Making money for a self rise
Man we cooking a hit the we sell it
If is not abt the money forget it
I've been working hard just to get this shit
Me n ma gang we lit
We trynna make make it in the game Just get it
I'm so epidemic spreading through the city now they getting sick of the boy
They can't handle the boy all they do is hate man
U can find me in the kitchen
Writing lyrics like a recipe get it
I just wanna be an Oprah
Making Money like a dealer U know bruh
I just wanna go over sea's
N find my self living abroad yeah
They should be shoutin my name
N ask otographs coz i am the best yeah
I'm taking over u should watch out
Step by step I'm gettin there
Oh yeah
I am the best
Who can do better I'm making killing
I'm cookin a hit now they listenin
I'm doin ma best now they hatin me
I got juice and the Hennessey and
I got the piff in the building
U can find me in the kitchen
God is my light in the darkness(hallelujah)
I told ma haters imma make it thou
N i am the man of my words
I take my time n i don't impress
Im that nigga with that attitude
I was born the best n magnified
Jay be the name I'm killing it
Cookin a hit a nee more spice
I just nee water to cool me down
I'm running the streets like caster siminya
I'm heading to the top n sippin that lin
I'm running the game ma nigga I'm in
Buh all this haters wanna see me down
All this niggas just fakin
I don't see nobody real here
I legaly protect my music
Hence a nigga tryna ruin it
They don't like it when i spit barz, rhymes
They scared i can take their movement
They don't wanna see me shine
They wanna see a nigga suffering
Lord protect me from this life
There's full of evil n lies in it
Young nigga doin the most
I'm lyrically gifted
Ma niggas they know
Who can do better than us
We makin a killin n cookin a hit
Me n my gang we on
Chasin the paper in different locations
Money4 yeah I want the paper n some honies
I'll be cookin in the kitchen man
They wanna taste Give em full plate
I know they'll be asking for more
Especially my haters to check salt
When they come to ma crib they here for observation
So i gotta put more more effort n do this shit
So i gotta feed em in the mornin
Afternoon and evening
The baddest in the kitchen where u from
U feeding em niggas u hella dope
I just do what I do
N I'm doin the most
We just wanna hve a good time
Sipping and eatin till we die
Ma haters are praying for my downfall
They don't wanna see shine
Told ma gang tha I'll be cooking a hit
U can find in the kitchen if u come to ma crib
We cook it all night till the day we'll die
K2 pass tha souce make it tasty yhoo ey