Cooking 070 (Ft. 070 Malick, Beeshma, Ralphy River & Treee Safari)

[Intro: Treee Safari]
Mmm, yeah
Oh, 070
Yeah, what I said?

[Chorus: Treee Safari & ??]
You know when I pop out I pop out like toast, toast
I'm stackin' my cheddar to cop me a ghost, ghost
I told all my niggas to stay on the road, road
That money come in we ain't starving no more, more
I dare a fuck nigga to come for my woah, woah
Come to your mama's house and knock on the door, door
Tell your brothers and sisters to get on the floor, floor
I'm tired of y'all niggas, I ain't playing no more, more (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: [?] & [?]]
I'm in the cut and you know how it go (Yeah)
Niggas talk stupid get put through a wall (Yeah)
Me and my brothers, we going on tour (Oo)
I'm with my girl and she's wearing no drawers (Haa, huh)
Yeah, when we go shopping you know that we buy out the stores (Cash)
Louis and Fendi, no more Michael Kors (Nope)
Pick me off the bench, I bet I'ma score (Swish)
But what you gonna do when your time is up? (What?)
Sit down, want to get your dollars up (Boo)
Keep your opinion if you're not with us (Nope)
And shout out to the fans that really ride for us (Yeah)
If niggas moving quicker we gon' line it up
Baby, I don't want attention, I'm anonymous
Yeah, if shorty smoking loosies we gon' tie it up
Yeah, so we cop a dime and we light it up
Yeah, and you can't make me bleed, I was never pussy
What, I played major league, I am not a rookie
Nigga, ain't shit sweet like a box of cookies
Flip the script on your ass how we make a movie
Catch you on the block, I'm on the Ave though
I got the trap, nigga got to calling up the task force
I sit in grass like I want all of that asphalt
Couple hundred dollars got me talking like an asshole