Lyrics At the Cookout - Akintoye
Okay,
let's
go
What
you
do
now?
Ay,
let's
go
up
What
you
do
now?
What
you
do
now?
Come
on
Let's
take
it
way
back
Come
on
Let's
take
it
way
back
Come
on
Let's
take
it
way
back
Come
on
Let's
take
it
way
back
So,
when
I
pull
up
to
the
function
it's
nothing
Bunch
of
niggas
used
to
hate
me
Tryna
bargain
like
it's
up
for
discussion
Opportunists
spot
the
movement
out
the
darkest
of
dungeons
Empty-handed,
tryna
offer
me
somethin'
Reservations
accompany
celebrations
I'm
patient
through
the
occasion
They
fakin'
to
put
a
crack
in
the
system
like
Ronald
Reagan
Your
mission
to
see
the
method
My
mission
to
take
thе
edges
Permission
to
pree
thе
numbers
I'm
fixing
to
shake
the
ledger
Tell
'em,
"Hey
now,
what
you
say
now?"
Niggas
tripping?
We
gon'
get
'em
out
the
way
now
Always
knew
I
never
been
the
one
to
play
'round
Back
when
I
was
pimp
slappin'
niggas
on
the
playground
Put
'em
in
a
coffin,
they
talkin'
like
this
is
they
town
Niggas
chest
thumpin'
like
vision
is
somethin'
they
found
Don't
get
to
shootin'
the
messenger,
when
the
message
is
pure
King's
Gambit
when
I
step
in
the
door
In
the
party
like,
boom,
step,
who's
next?
Give
'em
somethin'
that
can
rattle
the
dome
We
in
the
party
like,
boom,
step,
who's
next?
Competition
wanna
saddle
the
flow
Keep
it
a
hundred
on
the
outside,
inside
Niggas
wanna
stop
Posted
in
the
back
of
the
jam
You
see,
the
flow
is
fuckin'
flawless
A
fallacy,
if
I'm
fallin'
Know
perfection
like
the
back
of
my
hand
We
in
the
party
like,
boom,
step,
who's
next?
Give
'em
somethin'
that
can
rattle
the
dome
We
in
the
party
like,
boom,
step,
who's
next?
Competition
wanna
saddle
the
flow
Keep
it
a
hundred
on
the
outside,
inside
Niggas
wanna
stop
Posted
in
the
back
of
the
jam
You
see,
the
flow
is
fuckin'
flawless
A
fallacy,
if
I'm
fallin'
Know
perfection
like
the
back
of
my
hand
Everybody
go!
(Boom,
step,
who's
next?)
Give
'em
somethin'
that
can
rattle
the
dome
We
in
the
party
like
(boom,
step,
who's
next?)
Competition
wanna
saddle
the
flow
Keep
it
a
hundred
on
the
outside,
inside
Niggas
wanna
stop
Posted
in
the
back
of
the
jam
You
see
the
flow
is
fuckin'
perfect,
they
told
me
it
wasn't
worth
it
Instead
of
settle
for
lesser,
I
settled
into
my
purpose
I'm
better
than
overworkin'
for
someone
else's
progression
I'm
over
makin'
amends
for
the
sake
of
makin'
impressions
And
conversatin'
with
niggas
crusading
for
wavin'
weapons
It
pays
to
have
the
people
pay
attention
In
the
party
like
(boom,
step,
who's
next?)
Give
'em
somethin'
that
can
rattle
the
dome
We
in
the
party
like
(boom,
step,
who's
next?)
Competition
wanna
saddle
the
flow
Keep
it
a
hundred
on
the
outside,
inside
Niggas
wanna
stop
Posted
in
the
back
of
the
jam
You
see,
the
flow
is
fuckin'
flawless
Fallacy,
if
I'm
fallin'
Know
perfection
like,
the
back
of
my
hand
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