Cooking Like Dope Lil B

[Intro]
5 carat bitch mane, 10 carat bitch mane
Ya boy Lil Boss in this bitch
Ya know what I mean?

[Hook x2]
Every time I drop man I'm cooking like dope ho
Riding up top and I'm flexing like pistols
Bitch ask me where I'm from, I'm from the Side bitch
West Coast, Waterfront, you know I'm finna die bitch

[Verse 1]
I said I'm finna die cuz you know I'm finna rob bitch
With that baby on my arm, imma show you how to fly bitch
With that dove in my pocket, bitch I'm BasedGod shorty
Bitch I'm live from the hood, see me at ya local party
And I might be going dummy if I'm off that purple bitch
With that ho on my dick, man I'm pulling up sick yeah
10 thousand dollars, make ya girl suck my dick bitch
I ain't lying on the 18, balling bitch
Man I fuck with Too Short cuz he pass down that bitch
Now I'm that young nigga, carry flames from the torch ho
Running like a (?), I'm sick when I'm flexing
Iced out chain, looking like I'm butt naked
I fuck 40 bitches and I fucked 'em in they ass
And they all model hoes, pretty face, big cash nigga