These cookies can crumble, if they causing some trouble
Rack city, rack city she need a shovel
Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,
Cause there could never be peace
I was sitting here, braid dead, hooked up on cookies and juice,
There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news
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