sewerperson & jabarionthebeat - cookee lyrics
[intro: morgan freeman]
i’m glad you could make it
sit back, relax, and enjoy a drink
(jabarionthebeat)
(huhh)
[chorus]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
they all know the drill, i made ’em cut the lights off
yeah, you ain’t on the list, you been f_ckin’ with the boss
everybody’s tryna grow up, they ain’t ready for the cops
f_ck a price tag, babygirl, just tap it on my card like a mic check
violins playing when i merge in a fast track
violence feeling like a purge when i board the jet
i smoked too much cookie last month, so i’m bored of it
[verse]
5_0, yeah, i tried to reminisce, guess what? got old
yeah, i try to buy my liquor, guess what? got old
gets old (yeah), some sh_t never change while the rest grows mold (let’s go)
huh, i could feel the bass when it bang through the home
i smoke one too many dabs, i got stains on my clothes
it’s knock_knock, b_tch, we gon’ kick the door down
got thrown inside the flask, then i turn to ghost now
it’s big dirt, oh, he lucky that i really hate talkin’ (oh, i hate it)
you know i just had to pop out quickly for a project
once they see i’m locked in, i know all of them watchin’
i could feel the eyes along my back like a fendi bag
they said, “where’s the wave? where’s the wave?” then i walk in
walking in off_whites, i’m dead how it’s h_ll tagged
b_tch had me boxed in, look at what they offerin’
if i don’t keep my conscience, then frankly i don’t want it, it’s done
[bridge]
hey, yeah, i spent so long in the mud
it’s taking me a while to adjust to the sun
it’s been impossible, but i don’t get numb
so i pick up my papers and stuff ’em with runtz
’cause once i get faded, then anywhere is home
i brought east toronto ‘cross sea into rome
b_tch, this sh_t beautiful, put down the phone (yeah)
’cause i’m tryna reach out and grab at the moon (let’s go)
[chorus]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
they all know the drill, i made ’em cut the lights off
yeah, you ain’t on the list, you been f_ckin’ with the boss
everybody’s tryna grow up, they ain’t ready for the cops
f_ck a price tag, babygirl, just tap it on my card like a mic check
violins playing when i merge in a fast track
violence feeling like a purge when i board the jet
i smoked too much cookie last month, so i’m bored of it
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