Cook Up by MoneyKDaGoat Lyrics
[Intro]
Its ya boy MoneyK in this bitch... Im back nigga. (Laughter) They thought they had me dawg. But shit im finna tell y'all a lil story
[Verse 1]
Standing in the kitchen, on the stove that water whipping, in my polos counting racks, making sure I got all my benjis. Or I got on some fendi's, stripper bitch big boobs and titties, go to Neiman Marcus but I tote the Glock its never empty. Why these niggas envy im 18 they trynna pin me, if I say burn up the town just know my niggas act up silly. Lord please be my witness why these niggas go against it, no sneak diss this direct business, so don't you get in yo feelings
[Verse 2]
Niggas playing victim, they know im the one that hit them, got my dogs behind me hungry waiting til I say go sick em. Stretch em, imma peel em, when I see em imma steal em, ain't no gospel in this song but you know where imma send em. Take em up, we end em, vv's on my neck can't steal em, riding in this challenger I seen you riding in a rental. I rolled down the window, told em imma get up witcha, last nigga had a issue wiped his nose without no tissue. Trust no hoe they out to get you niggas shiesty trynna diss you. My gangsta bitch she know the drill, she get the drop I come and blitz you. I ain't trynna cause no problem nigga try me imma harm em. This rap shit im coming harder can't play no role bitch imma starter. Sippin' muddy ain't no water, come in first ain't no new order. Can't put no gumbo in this pot go take that shit out to New Orleans. Youngboy but I ain't in NBA can't trap my dogs be catching plays. Front em 10 he bring back 20 that's how me and twan get paper made. Fuck a gun we can go catch a fade, take it there we can go up a drac. Kel-tec 223 sit on my lap put it in his face. MoneyK bitch know the name, no pussy in me no I don't play. Police tracker on my car but you know I made the great escape
[Outro]
But you know I made the great, but you know I made the great and you know I made the great escaaaapeeee
Its ya boy MoneyK in this bitch... Im back nigga. (Laughter) They thought they had me dawg. But shit im finna tell y'all a lil story
[Verse 1]
Standing in the kitchen, on the stove that water whipping, in my polos counting racks, making sure I got all my benjis. Or I got on some fendi's, stripper bitch big boobs and titties, go to Neiman Marcus but I tote the Glock its never empty. Why these niggas envy im 18 they trynna pin me, if I say burn up the town just know my niggas act up silly. Lord please be my witness why these niggas go against it, no sneak diss this direct business, so don't you get in yo feelings
[Verse 2]
Niggas playing victim, they know im the one that hit them, got my dogs behind me hungry waiting til I say go sick em. Stretch em, imma peel em, when I see em imma steal em, ain't no gospel in this song but you know where imma send em. Take em up, we end em, vv's on my neck can't steal em, riding in this challenger I seen you riding in a rental. I rolled down the window, told em imma get up witcha, last nigga had a issue wiped his nose without no tissue. Trust no hoe they out to get you niggas shiesty trynna diss you. My gangsta bitch she know the drill, she get the drop I come and blitz you. I ain't trynna cause no problem nigga try me imma harm em. This rap shit im coming harder can't play no role bitch imma starter. Sippin' muddy ain't no water, come in first ain't no new order. Can't put no gumbo in this pot go take that shit out to New Orleans. Youngboy but I ain't in NBA can't trap my dogs be catching plays. Front em 10 he bring back 20 that's how me and twan get paper made. Fuck a gun we can go catch a fade, take it there we can go up a drac. Kel-tec 223 sit on my lap put it in his face. MoneyK bitch know the name, no pussy in me no I don't play. Police tracker on my car but you know I made the great escape
[Outro]
But you know I made the great, but you know I made the great and you know I made the great escaaaapeeee