Cookup

[Intro: Wale] I done came too far to regard me as the regular God gave me the flow, Vuitton helped me accessorize [Verse 1: Stalley] Straight off the block with it stepping out that Chevrolet Cooking up over base Move like I’m walking with an open case Pockets swoll like I just cracked a safe Hear these critics talking now, when I see'em open face Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war Billy-club chainsaw, I’m coming through their front door They playing with my hustle now, trying to shake my pockets down My tent say hold your head, don’t let lames bring you down All I see is don’t change, don’t switch up your style I’m sending one warning shot then I’m taking buildings down MMG in the building now, these words we building out What we hurting feelings now? They say they want us underground I’m just bringing ITM mainstream, ain’t that what we started for? To get ourselves up out that dream, no I’s in team But everybody’s self-made carved their own names And we did it our way, Blue Collar Gang all day Until my flesh hardened so pardon What you might’ve thought the vision still clear Different chef, same pot bruh, not Guyanese but.. [Chorus: Tone P] I got that cook-up cook-up (Hah-Hah) I got that cook-up cook-up (Hah-Hah) I said believe in your dreams We self-made but never is an I on the team I got that cook-up cook-up (Hah-Hah) I got that cook-up cook-up (Hah-Hah) Board of administration, yeah we here to stay Checkerd flag, DMV BOA [Verse 2: Black Cobain] Enemy of the state and their will is overrated So many mouths to feed, my intuition I made it Keep safe, don’t keep it a secret, shout out to Vicky You know when I stroke I’m telling my nigga Slicky Checkmate, at y’all pace y’all must got a lean diet Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets School of the hard knocks with some British knights How I go from that to Cabernet on first-class flights? Yeah, did you believe us? You a pessimist Now these bitches hit a nigga's phone for some S&M They rooting for me, they say a nigga buzzing Cause when I win this shit free they think I’m Oprah's cousin Win free, I don’t think y’all get me If you keep running your mouth that’s where my dick’ll be Keanu Reeves, they tell me I’m the one Only fear death when you staring down a loaded gun [Chorus: Tone P] I got that cook-up cook-up (Hah-Hah) I got that cook-up cook-up (Hah-Hah) I said believe in your dreams We self-made but never is an I on the team I got that cook-up cook-up (Hah-Hah) I got that cook-up cook-up (Hah-Hah) Board of administration, yeah we here to stay Checkerd flag, DMV BOA [Verse 3: Wale] Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit As my name get bigger this game get different Hip-hop for life and fellatio from the wife of anybody who don’t like it Wale bitch! To regard me as the regular, God gave me the flow but Vuitton helped me accessorize Self-awarding, negligence of the less important And trying to fuck with the flow is like trying to fuck a Mormon Bitch my message is morbid so my bars is fat And your problems is little when your bras is fat Ferragamo im lighting and a nigga card swiping Abroad flying and bar buying from broad writing I ain’t tripping, nigga's say that I’m pessimistic But since Whitley Gilbert and Jada Pinkett my world been different These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference Nigga's ain't family guys, these nigga's cold simpsons Yellow bellies, im LOL'n smoking arrello Over Patron with Michael Kaj, Rich and Meneli Let my bitch in the club, got your bitch in the telly Now that bitch in my Jag, think I’m Tony Boselli And when money is plenty, a lot of nigga's is friendly But I’m a grown-ass man, you nigga's is telly Uh, kid shit, BOA shit nigga deal wit it [Chorus: Tone P] I got that cook-up cook-up (Hah-Hah) I got that cook-up cook-up (Hah-Hah) I said believe in your dreams We self-made but never is an I on the team I got that cook-up cook-up (Hah-Hah) I got that cook-up cook-up (Hah-Hah) Board of administration, yeah we here to stay Checkerd flag, DMV BOA