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cookin (cookin yams) - chxpo lyrics

[intro: sp*ceghostpurrp]
f*ck n*gga
don’t give a f*ck about you
f*ck ass a$ap n*gga
feel that pistol in your mouth
f*ck n*gga straight like dat n*gga
yeah n*gga f*ck yams n*gga
f*ck a$ap n*gga
f*ck new york n*gga
free doe
f*ck n*gga
chxpo let them n*ggas know
n*gga let’s get it

[bridge: chxpo]
squad
gang gang n*gga
gang n*gga
squad squad n*gga
squad ay
squad

[verse 1: chxpo]
this that type sh*t that you listen to
when you ain’t really got sh*t else you wanna listen to
i’m a real street n*gga, the type of n*gga you should listen to
i don’t give a f*ck about none the rap n*ggas you listen to
in the kitchen cooking a$ap yams (f*ck a$ap mob)
in the kitchen water whippin’ a$ap yams
in the kitchen, b*tch i’m cooking a$ap yams (f*ck carti boy ay)
f*ck a$ap mob, b*tch i’m bvndgxd (f*ck carti boy ay)
bvndgxd, we da squad (squad squad)
all my n*ggas, we rob
who the f*ck these f*ck n*ggas talking to
n*gga i just came home (on god)
man this choppa gon bark em (grraah)
and n*gga you won’t go home
i’ve been on the block, toting glocks with my squad
your lil b*tch on my d*ck, cause she like how i ride
she like how i ride, n*gga and i turn up
catch you in the party and you might get burnt up
burn a n*gga house to the ground (to the ground)
this beef sh*t for real, boy you better keep your kids from around (keep your kids from around)
city to city with this dogfood, like i’m a greyhound
with this dogfood, b*tch i might f*ckin’ buy a pound
i don’t go no d*mn pound, all i got is a couple rounds
and i got no mili’s, all i got is a couple bvnds
i’m in the kitchen, and i’m cooking up some a$ap yams (skrtt)
in the kitchen, and i’m cooking up some a$ap yams (skrtt)
gang
[verse 2: chxpo]
ay
this that type sh*t that you listen to
when you ain’t really got sh*t else you wanna listen to
i’m a real street n*gga, the type of n*gga you should listen to
i don’t give a f*ck about none the rap n*ggas you listen to
in the kitchen, water whippin’ up some a$ap yams
if you need some yams, then i need a couple bands
in the kitchen cooking up some a$ap yams
you want some yams, i don’t need a couple dollars, i don’t even want no bands
ay ay chxpo, why you say that sh*t?
yesterday, n*gga get out my face
before i punch you in your face
i got a .357 and it hold eight
you ain’t ever seen that sh*t
man, this sh*t ain’t fake
man i’m real as i could be, my g
i don’t give a f*ck about these f*ck n*ggas
these f*ck n*ggas give a f*ck about me
and his lil b*tch all on me, cause she seen me on tv
but i ain’t ever been on tv, she just imaginating that sh*t
cause i’m great, and i got some good d*ck
man she love me, cause i’m hoodrich
and i hit l!cks, on the strip, with a four fifth
b*tch i shoot sh*t
with my 10 and i shoot sh*t
b*tch i don’t miss
no n*gga, i don’t miss
i don’t miss
call up ghacha, he gon a bring a f*cking four fifth
call up retchy, we gon hit a million dollar l!ck
lil retchy got a stain, and he got a couple bricks
i don’t give a f*ck about no b*tch
you already know i’m hoodrich
chxpo b*tch you know i love to gang bang

- chxpo lyrics

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