Cookin It Up

(álbum: Let's Get It - 2014)

[Hook x2: Ca$h Out]
I get money, 50 hundreds
Diamonds shining, now you want me
I'm cooking onions
I'm cooking it up, I'm cooking it up, I'm cooking it up
I'm cooking it up, I'm cooking it up, I'm cooking it up

[Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan]
I'm cooking it up, Rich Homie Quan getting money
Promoters keep booking me up
Can't remember last time I was off on a sunday
They on YouTube looking me up, tell VMI keep the checks coming
Now a young nigga living it up, I remember I didn't have nothing
Me just going crazy, nigga getting lazy, still in the kitchen whipping it up
Talking bout feelings, Rich Homie don't give a fuck
Walk around, pants sagging with that pistol tucked
That's your girl? Come and get her 'fore I woof woof, Mystikal
Diamonds, they crystal clear, riding in these brand new cars
Flying in that private Lear, straight from the highway
I'm gon' say how it feel, cash out if I want it
Fuck a record deal, Ca$h Out, what you told 'em?

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Ca$h Out]
Catch me on a beach, looking like a ki
Smelling like a ki, I know you watching me
She like "Put your cock in me", I'm getting broccoli
Chopping the bricks like a rooster
You step on the bricks, I got 'Licia Keys
We serving, we serving, we serving
I get yo' girlfriend, you know that she twerking
She got that sloppy toppy, we call it Slurpee
I feel like 2Pac, everywhere I go, I'm shirtless, hah-hah
Cook it up, cook it up, cook it up
Google me, Google me, look me up
Bitches tryna figure out my net worth
I'm tryna figure out how that neck work

[Hook]