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Cm2 - Let him cook текст песни

Исполнитель: Cm2

альбом: Let him cook


If they let me cook i give em Gordon
I don't need a bag i need a fortune
See me shining slidin' in a foreign
Made a couple bands, but i need more
Way i'm chasing money feel like Curtis
Looking for that paper like it's Lauryn
I been banging shit like it's the forth
I want all the smoke i feel like Kobe
I need that Impala and the Cullinan
I'm just tryna fuck it ain't no cuddling
If he go for thirty ima double it
If i get a bag sent to my dawg house
Then he still won't touch it
I done told all the opps, come fuck wit the gang
But these niggas still on fuck shit
Shawdy calling my phone, won't leave me alone
She mad cause i still won't cuff
I'm just taking my time don't rush
Can't no bitch ever tell me i should trust her
I done told em i'm him and didn't stutter
If she bite on the dick i gotta cut her
I'm the one make it hot i'm like the summer
If they don't fuck wit us then that's a bummer
Need a fleet of suburbans, fuck a hummer
Feel like pluto i'm fucking up some commas
Got a check homie fuck Balenciaga
Keep it humble forever on my momma
On the grind wit my dawgie that's my partner
See the streets call me two i feel like Pac
Can't let nobody else get to the treasure
Til' it's me and my homies on a yacht
Yeah, i'm ready
Picture me in the back of the Bentley
They see me and they starting to envy
Fully loaded i'm coming in heavy
I'm on a roll, ain't no slowing down
Homie i been at it for weeks
I told the gang if they let me cook
I promise everybody eats
If they let me cook i give em Gordon
I don't need a bag i need a fortune
See me shining slidin' in a foreign
Made a couple bands, but i need more
Way i'm chasing money feel like Curtis
Looking for that paper like it's Lauryn
I been banging shit like it's the forth
I want all the smoke i feel like Kobe
I need that Impala and the Cullinan
I'm just tryna fuck it ain't no cuddling
If he go for thirty ima double it
If i get a bag sent to my dawg house
Then he still won't touch it
I done told all the opps, come fuck wit the gang
Share the wealth
Yeah it's true i been poppin for a minute
They know once i get started ima finish
I got thotties on thotties all em wit it
Told em let me cook, and didn't disappoint
Ain't no label i'm ballin independent
Talkin shit i'm just like a politician
Can't compete cause it's not a competition
I done got me a bag forreal
Cause i got tired of being broke
Couldn't be the black sheep of the family
Fucked around and turned myself to a goat
Pain ended up coming in handy
Now i wonder if i level up
Can my pen and paper turn that shit to a Grammy
I seen shawdy pop a pill like it's candy
I been ghosting hella hoes like i'm Danny
Tryna pull up to the hood in a ghost
I mean in a phantom
CM represent the flag, i turn a beat into a national anthem
Hit that bitch from the back
Still she telling all her friends that i'm handsome
Told lil baby watch your mouth
Keep it on the low, cause i ain't no random
Gotta let him cook, just let him cook
They gotta let me cook

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