This is a song about "Cook"

We'll cook ya for lunch and serve you at red lobster,

Bitch get hit with my ciroc-a vodka chopper

Using shards to cook others from broken lyrics i shattered.

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

She even said she can cook!

My bitches fuck me good

Ill boil your insides and cook you alive, oxygen deprived,

See, my bitch got that attitude to fuck a nigga right

She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say

Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay

So i proposed that we cook her on a stove,

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

Spittin heat like a toaster cook you pop tarts

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms