Chief Keef - Cook lyrics

Sosa baby, GBE baby

Cook dope cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
It look like I cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
It look like I cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
It look like I cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
It look like I cook dope

In the AMG, lookin' like I cook dope
Since I'm a fucking pimp
I'ma need a good hoe catch your ass lackin'
Give your ass some good smoke
The bitch up in this foreign will
Give your ass some good throat
The bitch up in the trap will
Give your ass a good pack
The shooter ridin' with me get
Your ass in a bag
Beef ain't really nothin', nah
Really it's a snack before I made it here
I was runnin' through the packs
Runnin' thru the racks up in Saks
It's a fact to ride presidential
I done blacked out the 'lac
Put the rover up and I
Done backed out the back
Told 'em send the fiends to
The back house for crack
I hop up out the whip
Look like I sell controlled substances
When she see the ice, I bet
I leave the bitch like, ''Oh, shit!''
Lookin' like the plug
'cause I'm really on my boss shit
Trapper on my lap
Just in case I have to bust shit

Cook dope cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
It look like I cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
It look like I cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
It look like I cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
It look like I cook dope

Got a hundred bags, served all dimes
Got a thousand more of those, call the line
Snowman, I want seventeen fives
Why a dealership tellin' me lies?
Told me that my trunk was up in the front
But it's in the back
Bitches think it's summer
Slide the van doors, beat a nigga drum
I promise you won't even see a nigga comin'
'Cause I move like Obama
Probably fucked your mama
Saw a bad bitch walkin'
She want me to run up
She saw the falcon stripes down
The middle of the foreign
Saw the fire out the pipes then
Ii knew that bitch was goin'
Don't make me hit your college
Fuck your bitch up in your dorm
I don't even know her
Too many bitches in my phone
Let me cut this Marvin on
That mean we can get it on
You know bitches love dope
That's why they can't leave me 'lone

Cook dope cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
It look like I cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
It look like I cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
It look like I cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
Cook dope, cook dope, cook dope
It look like I cook dope