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cookalicious - no talkin' lyrics

[verse 1 – cookalicious]

hard on the beat
bernard on my feet
cut the corner in life so
so it’s hard to bleed
been rappin’ so long that it’s hard to leave
made it to where i’m at now when they said its hard to achieve
crazy enough so i’m parting the trees
makin’ it hard for me

[verse 2 – cookalicious]

chains for all my shooters
rari’s for all the looters
houses full of tens but i still don’t know who’s cuter

they want to see me fail but i’m back on the grind
in the trap i like to pack a mack or a 9
(immaaaa)
take a second, swallow what you heard
try to understand while they follow every word

rappers think im fire but i’m full out ablaze
set yo braids on fire, til’ they burn to a fade

used to think i made it when i had 80 plays
kept a gun on me if i was ever afraid of being betrayed

swervin this whip, let the engine roar radiate
going full speed in the lanes, 488

[verse 3 – cookalicious]

you’re not on the same page, not even the same chapter
you shouldn’t have been a rapper, you should have been an actor
p-ssing compet-tion, up now but imma be up after
haters sit in jealousy; i sit in laughter, uh

no one’s ahead of me
say it’s a joke, it better be
i’m on my pedigree
fast pace in wraith we ain’t movin’ it steadily
we ain’t hidin, jump on your street moving heavily

[verse 4 – 808 propane]

i pull with the smitty and i let my heat out
i let my creed out
pull up on your b-tch with the meat out
pull up at the scene with the motherf-cking -guac out
she thought it was my c-ck but my -motherf-cking glock out
i pull up with the chopsticks and let them -things go chow chow
pull with the 32. let them things go bow wow
she just peeped my colt and her mouth went -wow wow
hit em with the mobs it’s propane ciao ciao

[verse 5 – sputnik the kid]

pull up with the water like its seeding
all up on your partners get them bleeding
down the barrel have em reading
shoot em wit my 9 have em kneeling
and im peeling out the hood like i’m speeding
got that n-gg- jumpin to the roof not the ceiling
pull up on the tab got me tripping got me seein’
all the lives and the souls that i been taking
im capping like the bottle that i’m drinking
all these caps and these lies got me thinking

[verse 6]

hard on the beat
bernard on my feet
cut the corner in life so it’s
so it’s hard to bleed
been rappin’ so long that it’s hard to leave
made it to where i’m at now when they said its hard to achieve
crazy enough so i’m parting the trees
makin’ it hard for me

chains for all my shooters
rari’s for all the looters
houses full of tens but i still don’t know who’s cuter

they want to see me fail but i’m back on the grind
in the trap i like to pack a mack or a 9
(immaaaa)
shoot you down, you wanna know why?
i heard you talkin’, i know you wanna see me die
i ain’t lettin a bullet come near me
but i let it rain down on you
strike your cousins house
and imma bring my whole crew

friends shot and i witnessed it
shot over business
don’t ask for forgiveness
gunned down with this quickness
body bag wrap it like christmas
rappers now just mumble, i don’t get it, get off, what is this, im done

- cookalicious lyrics

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