100,000

[Verse 1] Flexed up and I don't care Lil' nigga, don't go there Bitch really tried to go there Like, bitch, get off my shoulder Came in this bitch with my soldier Who is she? I think I know her Poppin' out like a gopher Son of a bitch, wan' be sober Bitch wanna fuck with the drip and the flex I put a hundred thou' down on my goddamn neck Real 1c nigga, I'm real as it gets (Go) Bitch came to the crib and throws neck [Verse 2] Bitch, find me at the trap spot Stupid me, I feel like a crack rock Got it on me at the back block Got it on me at the back block Bl— bl— bl— bl— Bl— bl— bl— bl— Back block, bl— bl— bl— Got it on me at the back bl— bl— bl— Back block, bl— bl— bl— Bl— bl— bl— Bl— bl— bl— Runnin' off on your big homie Nigga, that's why I got bills on mе Runnin' up, keep my steel on me I pull out, I— yeah It's ho niggas that talk on me Diamonds on my nеck, I got rocks on me Look at the skyscrapers, walk around I know Meech lookin' down on me, yeah Long live Cook Play comin' down, read his ass like a book Get in my way, then you gettin' took I'm gettin' money, you know they gon' look The way we pulled up, we left they ass shook Go to the beach and I go read a book Long live Cook