Lit
We cook it up!
Let's get it!
My friend making a mill
We racking up a billion
We stuck it up to the ceiling
(Ceiling!)
We stuck it up to
The ceiling fan!
I come up to the ceiling fan
Keep checking how many
Do anything
Keep checking how many
Do anything
Keep checking how many
Do anything
Keep checking how many
Do anything
We be running up on
A morty thing
Probably
Can I rock up
On anything
Watching the jellyfish
Put a Glock on a nigga
About to shoot
Cookitup!
We are far on our tail
Yeah!
Cookitup!
Cracking man on my weed
Yeah!
We gonna Cookitup!
My man is a Lester
My man a boi
She wanna carti air
(Yeah)
She wanna Marty
Air
For two bel air
On a frank yo
Freaking my child
The Pussy G
Wiping his nose
With some v's
Try to get rich
Motherfucking Bree
And don't want a key (key)
Now she wanna suck on my d
(My d)
A whole different state
Now she wanna hop motherfuc
On a G
Told me to get a G
Not a nerve but gripping
The Tea
I do not escape but I
Stay on my grave
That's the shit
I do all the time
Feat for free
You outta your mind
State in myself
Don't wanna get signed!
Smoking on earth
I,m smoking on pine
Say that we cool
You crossing the line
Yeah, yeah
(Yeah, yeah)
Cool, crossing the line