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Youngboy Never Broke Again - Cook Up Lyrics

Cook Up Lyrics[Intro]
Yeah
(Dubba-AA flexin')
Yeah, yeah, slime

[Chorus]
Dope all on the floor, we cook up for real, yeah
Lied from the start, you can’t keep it real, yeah
We show no remorse, play and you get killed, yeah
Straight up out the slum, we had it hard for real, yeah
(This is the sound)
One and a half in my drank, diamonds full of closure
Walk in that bitch like I’m lil [?], turn up like a soldier
No microwave, grab the pot, I love to work my shoulder
I take advice all from Brianna, she the one who know me

[Verse]
Dirty Diana , keep that hammer, evеry time we rollin'
Walk up in that bitch, I’m with the shit, plus I’m a .40 totеr
Keep that urge, I protect to serve, I ain’t got no holster (Uh-uh)
I order five bricks right now, send them through the Costa
Dropout in the whip with an OG while he droppin' them blocks off
Got a Glock out, [?] wise
Servin' that dope every time we blowin' the block out
Gang ties, nation business I’ma live and die by
One biscuit, I’ma order up two chickens, I’ma show ‘em a Popeye
We go dumb, yeah and we be screamin' out “Red rum” yeah
Stickin' on his business, ain’t [?], catch yo' tongue, yeah
Lift the AK [?], he get hung, yeah
I’m retarted on that drank, yeah, they think that I’m dumb, yeah

[Chorus]
Dope all on the floor (Hol' up), we cook up for real, yeah
Lied from the start, you can’t keep it real, yeah
We show no remorse, play and you get killed, yeah
Straight up out the slum, we had it hard for real, yeah
One and a half in my drank, diamonds full of closure
Walk in that bitch like I’m lil [?], turn up like a soldier
No microwave, grab the pot, I love to work my shoulder
I take advice all from Brianna, she the one who know me
Oh, oh, oh