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

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Back block, bl— bl— bl—

Got it on me at the back bl— bl— bl—

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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