READY TO COOK UP

Ready, ready, ready, ready to cook up

Uh, I'm ready to cook up (Got that dope)

Ready, ready, ready, I'm ready to cook up (Yeah)

Ready to–, ready, ready, I'm ready to cook up (MIXTAPE PLUTO)

Cut the Rolls-Royce truck in half, pull up Spectre

I'm gettin' certain amount of cash, look like a sex symbol (Yeah)

Heard my name been ringin' bells 'cause I'm a gang member

Can't say too much on these tracks 'cause I'm with gravediggers (Aye, say, gang)

Need a 'script for Methazine and some pain pills (And some pain pills)

I got fame, but with these streets, ****, I stay real

They got switches on these glees, I feel safe here (Feel safe)

Young **** put you on a tee, you a plate for real (Aye, say, gang)

Jumped inside the water, spent some dollars on a 'vert (Aye, say, gang, aye, say)

Got a thousand pounds on order, told 'em, "Hit that shit with terps"

Paid a thousand for a line of Wock, just poured a cup of syrup

I been cookin' dope so long, it smell like cocaine on my shirt

**** don't pop no pills no more, they ready to crush and snort the Perc

Might pull up in helicopter, dressin' like I'm going to church (Aye, say, gang)

Eighty-pointer diamonds shining, solitaires on my shirt (Fuck these hoes, bruh)

Said the hood ain't want the Quagen, so we had to send the turtle

Cut the Rolls-Royce truck in half, pull up Spectre (Aye, say, gang)

I'm gettin' certain amount of cash, look like a sex symbol (Want a lil' somethin')

Heard my name been ringin' bells 'cause I'm a gang member

Can't say too much on these tracks 'cause I'm with gravediggers (Yeah, yeah)

Need a 'script for Methazine and some pain pills (Say, my dogs)

I got fame, but with these streets, ****, I stay real

They got switches on these glees, I feel safe here (Aye, say, gang)

Young **** put you on a tee, you a plate for real

Every day, we been gettin' throwed, sippin' Texas (Aye, say, gang)

On the wrong side of the road, drivin' reckless

I know how to use a Pyrex, I finesse it (Aye, say, gang)

Take the dirty money, clean it at the washhouse

So many bad bitches, this come with the lifestyle (We some rock stars)

When you fly like a pilot, bring the pipe out (Bring that chopper)

I'll post up in another **** hood, all my ice out (Brrt, brrt)

Totin' the stick like a guitar, ready to rock out (Brrt, brrt)

Cut the Rolls-Royce truck in half, pull up Spectre (Aye, say, gang)

I'm gettin' certain amount of cash, look like a sex symbol

Heard my name been ringin' bells 'cause I'm a gang member

Can't say too much on these tracks 'cause I'm with gravediggers

Need a 'script for Methazine and some pain pills (Aye, say, gang)

I got fame, but with these streets, ****, I stay real

They got switches on these glees, I feel safe here

Young **** put you on a tee, you a plate for real