There are times when you'll need someone
Cook up and run where i'm from, the south son,
Fish flaying great cook and he ain't even gay
She gon’ ride this dick, i had a long day
Fistful of wood, twisted for the good
She even said she can cook!
And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys
Back down, before i cook you like rice.
And every nigga suddenly be rappin bout that trap shit
Stir the beef up in a pot, it's hot, cook it up and sell it,
Brand new airs cocaine white, feels so good but it ain't right
Ill boil your insides and cook you alive, oxygen deprived,
Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work
Using shards to cook others from broken lyrics i shattered.
Spittin heat like a toaster cook you pop tarts
Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms
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