PAROLES
[Intro]
Hey, nigga, where the fuck your [?] at?
[?] some other shit
Feel like I been here [?]
Hey, nigga, where the fuck is your glizzy at?
Huh?
Uh huh?
[Chorus]
We cook a opp, don’t need a grill (Uh huh)
Them bitches flock when I appear (Bit’, bit’)
I drop a bag, he out of here (Come here)
Play with my top, we on his wig
Dressed, fuck Corona, on a drill (Uh)
Dick in my Glock, that’s sex appeal (Boo-boo)
Pop one up, go [?] to [?]
My nigga pop ’em for the thrill (Boo-boo)
We cook a opp, don’t need a grill
Them bitches flock when I appear
I drop a bag, he out of here (Come here)
Play with my top, we on his wig
Dressed, fuck Corona, on a drill
Dick in my Glock, that’s sex appeal (Pah)
Pop one up, go [?] to [?]
My nigga pop ’em for the thrill
[Verse 1]
I cook a opp like I’m the chef (What else?)
Glock 23, it shoot out [?]
[?] to my right, Glock on my left
[?]
Too [?], can’t put me in a [?]
Fuck nigga play, we make him dead
We leave a nigga freash to death
Come grab that money off your head
We cook his name into a [?]
We turn that K into a Drac’
We turn his block to a parade
I turn the Smith into my bitch
Free my niggas, they innocent
[Chorus]
We cook a opp, don’t need a grill (Uh huh)
Them bitches flock when I appear (Bit’, bit’)
I drop a bag, he out of here (Come here)
Play with my top, we on his wig
Dressed, fuck Corona, on a drill (Uh)
Dick in my Glock, that’s sex appeal (Boo-boo)
Pop one up, go [?] to [?]
My nigga pop ’em for the thrill (Boo-boo)
We cook a opp, don’t need a grill
Them bitches flock when I appear
I drop a bag, he out of here (Come here)
Play with my top, we on his wig
Dressed, fuck Corona, on a drill
Dick in my Glock, that’s sex appeal (Pah)
Pop one up, go…
