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Ride around town with the cook
Paper in the bag like books
Whole arm in the pot
Swole arm by the drop
Two hundred on the watch, that's a look
She fell for the bait, that's a hook
Whole arm in the pot
Swole arm by the drop
Cook that shit up
Cook that shit up
Whole arm in the pot
Swole arm by the drop
Cook that shit up
Cook that shit up
Whole arm in the pot
Swole arm by the drop
Cook it!
Whip it up, cook it up, I gotta cook it!
Wrist on top like it's time for duty
You ain't never had it all
You was on your bitch shit, you always cut me
Whip it up, good enough, that's all we know
School of the trap, finish honor roll
You ain't never graduated
I done kicked the work like a soccer goal
You niggas pitiful
You broke, you think hustling difficult
Better get in that pot, that shit whippin' through
Don't be mad 'cause I did what you didn't do
All you niggas is jokes, hysterical
My fiends say my recipe biblical
I whip it, I whip it like miracle
Pull up, stars on my ceiling, it's a miracle
Spin the block, with your watch and they get at you
Ride around town with the cook
Paper in the bag like books
Whole arm in the pot
Swole arm by the drop
Two hundred on the watch, that's a look
She fell for the bait, that's a hook
Whole arm in the pot
Swole arm by the drop
Cook that shit up
Cook that shit up
Whole arm in the pot
Swole arm by the drop
Cook that shit up
Cook that shit up
Whole arm in the pot
Swole arm by the drop
Aw, sucky, sucky
Your boy Fresh up out the juvie
In my head I said I wouldn't
But I seen the bag and said I would
In my grandmama kitchen
With the yams she was whippin'
Said it's a secret to a boss
But the whole time my eyes lookin'
Back when it was hard to be the best
I was right corner with the chef
Even when I took a loss
The next day I'm back on deck
See the haters had 'em pressed
They was checkin' all my checks
Had a matter, cracked the code
Up, down, right, start, select
You niggas pitiful
You broke, you think hustling difficult
Better get in that pot, that shit whippin' through
Don't be mad 'cause I did what you didn't do
All you niggas is jokes, hysterical
My fiends say my recipe biblical
I whip it, I whip it like miracle
Pull up, stars on my ceiling, it's a miracle
Spin the block, with your watch and they get at you
Ride around town with the cook
Paper in the bag like books
Whole arm in the pot
Swole arm by the drop
Two hundred on the watch, that's a look
She fell for the bait, that's a hook
Whole arm in the pot
Swole arm by the drop
Cook that shit up
Cook that shit up
Whole arm in the pot
Swole arm by the drop
Cook that shit up
Cook that shit up
Whole arm in the pot
Swole arm by the drop





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