Hey I got to say
How life went different ways
Matching shades to block the rays
(Even on normal days)
3 Layer fades, no autos only blades
Nothing brought me luck, other than spades
Bring an another crate, flying in the space
(Did have lonely days)
Wrapped up food to eat, to keep up with my pace
Running in this race, wearing luxuries every day
Options on the plate, gems about the cuts
Not about the rates, saving all the hate
For the perfect day, right on the face
That's how I always say
You don't know how the f*ck I did this shit
Late nights rapping, no no bitches
Hell yeah! I love to brag about it
Hermés, Balmains, Louboutin, what you say
Cook it up
Keep talking
Just don't make no sound
Cook it up
Keep talking
Have become so numb
Cook it up
Keep talking
Wait till I come around
We are the ones who is ballin in this c-town
Cook it up
Keep talking
Just don't make no sound
Cook it up
Keep talking
Have become so numb
Cook it up
Keep talking
Wait till I come around
We are the ones who is ballin in this c-town
Clock kept ticking
While My flow kept killing
Kept killing kept killing
When I freestyle my bars
Kept winning
Kept winning kept winning
Well i been doing some laps
Drinking a lot got no abs
Used to a lot of these stabs
Lining up a couple collabs
No cards only in stacks
Haters all from the past
Turn on the sound about to blast
Guns pointed at every body who laughed
Never wanted anything you had
There was a time, which got me all sad
Heart broken bad, y'all seem glad
U kept smirking, when I kept rapping
(Now)
Look at me balling
Look at me cashing
Look at you warming
Look at you burning
All that green you been smoking
You want my place, keep on dreaming
You don't know how the f*ck I did this shit
Late nights rapping, no no bitches
Hell yeah! I love to brag a bit
Hermés, Balmains, Louboutin, what you say
Cook it up
Keep talking
Just don't make no sound
Cook it up
Keep talking
Wait till I come around
Cook it up
Keep talking
U looking so dumb
We are the ones who is ballin in this c-town
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Sviin - Cook It Up Lyrics
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Hey I got to say
How life went different ways
Matching shades to block the rays
(Even on normal days)
3 Layer fades, no autos only blades
Nothing brought me luck, other than spades
Bring an another crate, flying in the space
(Did have lonely days)
Wrapped up food to eat, to keep up with my pace
Running in this race, wearing luxuries every day
Options on the plate, gems about the cuts
Not about the rates, saving all the hate
For the perfect day, right on the face
That's how I always say
You don't know how the f*ck I did this shit
Late nights rapping, no no bitches
Hell yeah! I love to brag about it
Hermés, Balmains, Louboutin, what you say
Cook it up
Keep talking
Just don't make no sound
Cook it up
Keep talking
Have become so numb
Cook it up
Keep talking
Wait till I come around
We are the ones who is ballin in this c-town
Cook it up
Keep talking
Just don't make no sound
Cook it up
Keep talking
Have become so numb
Cook it up
Keep talking
Wait till I come around
We are the ones who is ballin in this c-town
Clock kept ticking
While My flow kept killing
Kept killing kept killing
When I freestyle my bars
Kept winning
Kept winning kept winning
Well i been doing some laps
Drinking a lot got no abs
Used to a lot of these stabs
Lining up a couple collabs
No cards only in stacks
Haters all from the past
Turn on the sound about to blast
Guns pointed at every body who laughed
Never wanted anything you had
There was a time, which got me all sad
Heart broken bad, y'all seem glad
U kept smirking, when I kept rapping
(Now)
Look at me balling
Look at me cashing
Look at you warming
Look at you burning
All that green you been smoking
You want my place, keep on dreaming
You don't know how the f*ck I did this shit
Late nights rapping, no no bitches
Hell yeah! I love to brag a bit
Hermés, Balmains, Louboutin, what you say
Cook it up
Keep talking
Just don't make no sound
Cook it up
Keep talking
Wait till I come around
Cook it up
Keep talking
U looking so dumb
We are the ones who is ballin in this c-town
How life went different ways
Matching shades to block the rays
(Even on normal days)
3 Layer fades, no autos only blades
Nothing brought me luck, other than spades
Bring an another crate, flying in the space
(Did have lonely days)
Wrapped up food to eat, to keep up with my pace
Running in this race, wearing luxuries every day
Options on the plate, gems about the cuts
Not about the rates, saving all the hate
For the perfect day, right on the face
That's how I always say
You don't know how the f*ck I did this shit
Late nights rapping, no no bitches
Hell yeah! I love to brag about it
Hermés, Balmains, Louboutin, what you say
Cook it up
Keep talking
Just don't make no sound
Cook it up
Keep talking
Have become so numb
Cook it up
Keep talking
Wait till I come around
We are the ones who is ballin in this c-town
Cook it up
Keep talking
Just don't make no sound
Cook it up
Keep talking
Have become so numb
Cook it up
Keep talking
Wait till I come around
We are the ones who is ballin in this c-town
Clock kept ticking
While My flow kept killing
Kept killing kept killing
When I freestyle my bars
Kept winning
Kept winning kept winning
Well i been doing some laps
Drinking a lot got no abs
Used to a lot of these stabs
Lining up a couple collabs
No cards only in stacks
Haters all from the past
Turn on the sound about to blast
Guns pointed at every body who laughed
Never wanted anything you had
There was a time, which got me all sad
Heart broken bad, y'all seem glad
U kept smirking, when I kept rapping
(Now)
Look at me balling
Look at me cashing
Look at you warming
Look at you burning
All that green you been smoking
You want my place, keep on dreaming
You don't know how the f*ck I did this shit
Late nights rapping, no no bitches
Hell yeah! I love to brag a bit
Hermés, Balmains, Louboutin, what you say
Cook it up
Keep talking
Just don't make no sound
Cook it up
Keep talking
Wait till I come around
Cook it up
Keep talking
U looking so dumb
We are the ones who is ballin in this c-town
Writer: Vinodh Elumalai
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid