Up In My Cocina

[Intro]

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[Verse 1: Swae Lee]

Yeah, ice everything, I need a figure skater

Eating five-star meals, tipping waiters

PJ, skip commercial flights, that's no delaying

I had too many guests, my neighbors start complaining

Sun beaming, my chains jingling, I'm chinky (chink)

Bitches so kinky, broke hoes shrink me

B.Y.O.B., can't backwash in my drinks

Missed it if you blink, smell the purp, she wink

Bad bitches R.S.V.P

Yes, I gotta switch the swag four times a week (Four times)

Mamma mia, I didn't even see her

New six-seater, see ya, would not wanna be ya

[Chorus: Swae Lee]

When I land in the sand, where's my greeter?

Nothin' but divas, up in my cocina

Grab a pan, switch hands, don't just linger

Rock & Roll Hall of Fame, not a singer

Eating clams, rolling grams

The con man has other plans

Helipad, dizzy by the time I land

Helipad, I'm so done with first class

[Verse 2: Swae Lee]

With a bag and a baddie like Selena

Mamma mia, cash flipping, tortilla

Through the path, to the stash where I post

I go via Sprinter or limousine-a

Get the clout, tuck my shirt, then I leave ya

So much dough, we outdid the pizzeria

It's all good 'cause I'm smoking aloe vera

Next Top Model give me brain like Neutrogena

Don't just tear up, won't scream Ike and Tina

New Pagani and that bitch lime green, ah

Through a smoke screen, they don't even see us

Kick my feet up, if they bust down, hoe, just sleaze up

When we got up out that slump, the grass was greener

Girls cheerleading, when we score, they try to cheat us

Wife-beaters and I'm sippin' Titos

Can't you tell, that she was my niño

[Verse 3: Slim Jxmmi]

New moschino (Check), I'll take that, I'm DeeBo (Gimme that)

Golden boy, I'll hop out like I'm CeeLo (Yes!)

Pardon my ego (Hey), they won't jack my SteeLo (Ain't no way!)

Bring the divas to the mansion in Encino (Yeah, let's do it)

Say she fuck with the Sremms, she want G-Lo (Woah)

Marshawn Lynch, bust a play, I'm in beast mode (Beast mode, beast mode)

Rock & Roll Hall of Fame like Mick Jagger (Yeah, yeah)

R.I.P them but bet, we still counting badges (Faster)

Diamond rings on my fingers, I'm a bachelor (I'm a bachelor)

College dropout, got the money, that's my masters (Fuck it, ayy)

Mamma mia (hey), tu eres bonita (Woo, woo)

Nothing but divas (Divas), up in my cocina (Yeah, yeah)

Helipad, helipad, helipad (Woo, woo)

I pay cash, I pay cash, I pay cash (Jxmm)

[Chorus: Swae Lee]

When I land in the sand, where's my greeter?

Nothin' but divas, up in my cocina

Grab a pan, switch hands, don't just linger

Rock & Roll Hall of Fame, not a singer

Eating clams, rolling grams

The conman has other plans

Helipad, dizzy by the time I land

Helipad, I'm so done with first class