Lyrics cookUP! - koberollie

Oh
Oh
(Yeah!)
Oh
(Yeah!)
Oh
They wondering why i've been sad
Too many niggas down bad, i gotta stay happy and get me a bag
Tell that boy don't crash out, it couldn't be me, yea i'm so glad
And my bro he going crazy shooting shit, he caught a hat
(yea yea yea)
And i know y'all niggas mad
I coulda went to yale
Y'all went to jail cause you lacked
New pack in the mail
I'm eating runtz up like a snack
And i just got a new phone 3 phones stay in my bag
I don't gotta be nice to you niggas
But i don't wanna fight with you niggas
Some of you niggas ain't 4life-ing me nigga
When you was down bad you would cry to me nigga
Shooting straight at his face right
Niggas know that i got mob ties
Fuck it gotta get my head right
No i ain't been on the meds all night
1 day sitting in my bed all night
Yea
Woah
Yea yea yea
(beep beep)
(beep beep)
(beep beep)
(beep beep)
Yea, yeah
Want free smoke? come push up yea
I got that shit they can't look up yea
Brand new meds gon boot up yea
They ain't expect me to cook up yea
They ain't expect me to cook up yea
They ain't expect me to cook up yea
They ain't expect me to cook up yea
They ain't expect me to cook up yea
They ain't expect me to cook up yea
They ain't expect me to cook up yea
They ain't expect me to cook up yea
They wondering why i've been sad
Too many niggas down bad, i gotta stay happy and get me a bag
Tell that boy don't crash out, it couldn't be me, yea i'm so glad
And my bro he going crazy shooting shit, he caught a hat
(yea yea yea)
And i know y'all niggas mad
I coulda went to yale
Y'all went to jail cause you lacked
New pack in the mail
I'm eating runtz up like a snack
And i just got a new phone 3 phones stay in my bag
3 phones 3 phones yea
3 phones 3 phones yea
3 phones 3 phones yea
3 phones 3 phones yea
3 phones 3 phones yea
3 phones 3 phones yea
3 phones 3 phones yea
3 phones 3 phones yea