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cookitagain! - lil starchy lyrics

[intro* lil starchy, the shoups]
yuh, lil starch
who else (ayy)
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
we love lil starchy

[chorus]
i ain’t got no rendition it’s missin’ (missin’)
sendin’ them shots like they on a mission
i pour me a 8 and i’m swishin’ (swishin’)
they in my lane so i’m switchin’ (yuh)
they just complain, they just b*tchin’ (ayy)
dripped every day, i’m in linen, ayy
i got some gold, i ain’t talkin’ trophies
they talk down, they talk like they know me

[verse 1]
said she a fan, i said “bet” and she dome me
they took my flow bet a motherf*cker cloned me
i put up numbers like a scoreboard
they gave me 80, i want more for it
they beg for shoutouts, like kylee and kayla
i keep the ice on like graeters
i keep my burner, got 100s and 50s, they know i’m an earner, i know they wanna take ‘em, ayy
i know i was wack, i fixed my position
my sh*t made for bumpin, your sh*t made for skippin’
i’m in my bag, once ‘rona is over, to see me you gonna need admission, ayy
[chorus]
i ain’t got no rendition it’s missin’ (missin’)
sendin’ them shots like they on a mission
i pour me a 8 and i’m swishin’ (swishin’)
they in my lane so i’m switchin’ (yuh)
they just complain, they just b*tchin’ (ayy)
dripped every day, i’m in linen, ayy
i got some gold, i ain’t talkin’ trophies
they talk down, they talk like they know me

[verse 2* dyb juu]
we cook it again, go and preheat the oven
the b*tch is a lame, so you know i’ma dub her
sendin’ the shots, but my bullets ain’t rubber
me and starch is like lightning and thunder
now when i say thunder i’m not talkin’ chris paul
but something in common: i pass the b*tch off
they all on my d*ck like the hair on my b*lls
they stealin’ my flow, yeah they bite like a shark
don’t f*ck with jett, ‘cause that n*gga’s a narc
just started in the game and i’m leavin’ my mark

[verse 3]
pull up with a pink toe, i promise i ain’t picky
they said to go to work, so that choppa, it get busy, ayy
know i’m always stylin’ make ‘em dance with that glizzy
diamonds spinnin’ on my wrist, look too long they made me dizzy, ayy
run up a check, i turn paper to paper
my bars met my diamonds, they turned into vapor
they say they real, at my age we all faking
i gotta presence, i face ‘em they shaking
i’m making projects like it’s honors, but, only school i do is on beats
that girl said my game ain’t it, i don’t care i still beat
i hit it and hasta la vista
i’m blowin up 10 times 3 subs
yo page it dry it be stuck
yo car ain’t yours it leased up
i’m too sl!ck i’m greased up
i’m too sl!ck i’m greased up
drippin and i’m sippin that’s that chain and that’s that sprite
got a bb simon belt and it hold up that off*white
cook it again, we back in and back at it
look at starch in a new patek
i hit the charts, and i smack it
i came this far, i ain’t backin’
bye to opps, send ‘em packin’
cook it, cook it, cook it, yuh

- lil starchy lyrics

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