Lil Cook, yeah
They don't, They don't wanna see
They don't wanna see, tell me why
Woo, woo, woo
Tell me why all these jean pockets seem small
Tell me why they don't wanna see my team ball
Tell me why your money small and our money tall
Tell me why, why, why, Tell me, why, why, why
Tell me why all these jean pockets seem small
Tell me why they don't wanna see my team ball
Tell me why your money small and our money tall
Tell me why, why, why, Tell me, why, why, why
Why X3, tell me why he
Always talk money but never touch green
Lil Cook been cookin up heat
Bay boy got the hood on geek
Saucin alot, with no sauce in the pot
You see my neck think that it cost me a lot
Cause well, it did
Been cookin from a jit
Don't pull up with the stick
But you know we got them hits, yeah
You know that thing bang like Bang Bros
Brinks truck, boy that's a bank roll
Rest in peace to that boy Bankroll
Private flights, there ain't nowhere that we can't go
Tell me why all these jean pockets seem small
Tell me why they don't wanna see my team ball
Tell me why your money small and our money tall
Tell me why, why, why, Tell me, why, why, why
Tell me why all these jean pockets seem small
Tell me why they don't wanna see my team ball
Tell me why your money small and our money tall
Tell me why, why, why, Tell me, why, why, why
Why, oh why, oh why
Do they not comply
Your girl is my side
Heart cold as my ice
She, thirst trappin for the likes
Cuffed her to my bed
She said read me my rights
Young Icy Boys makin all the noise
No wifey boy, Trojans like its Troy
Gold rapper with it, cold rapper with it
They were talkin money, we was laughin at em
Yeah, like ha, ha, ha
All of your excuses sound like blah, blah, blah
Yeah, they want a pic because i'm poppin
But my hands don't fit my pockets
Cause my pockets lookin knotty, yeah Cook
Tell me why all these jean pockets seem small
Tell me why they don't wanna see my team ball
Tell me why your money small and our money tall
Tell me why, why, why, Tell me, why, why, why
Tell me why all these jean pockets seem small
Tell me why they don't wanna see my team ball
Tell me why your money small and our money tall
Tell me why, why, why, Tell me, why, why, why
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Lil Cook, yeah
They don't, They don't wanna see
They don't wanna see, tell me why
Woo, woo, woo
Tell me why all these jean pockets seem small
Tell me why they don't wanna see my team ball
Tell me why your money small and our money tall
Tell me why, why, why, Tell me, why, why, why
Tell me why all these jean pockets seem small
Tell me why they don't wanna see my team ball
Tell me why your money small and our money tall
Tell me why, why, why, Tell me, why, why, why
Why X3, tell me why he
Always talk money but never touch green
Lil Cook been cookin up heat
Bay boy got the hood on geek
Saucin alot, with no sauce in the pot
You see my neck think that it cost me a lot
Cause well, it did
Been cookin from a jit
Don't pull up with the stick
But you know we got them hits, yeah
You know that thing bang like Bang Bros
Brinks truck, boy that's a bank roll
Rest in peace to that boy Bankroll
Private flights, there ain't nowhere that we can't go
Tell me why all these jean pockets seem small
Tell me why they don't wanna see my team ball
Tell me why your money small and our money tall
Tell me why, why, why, Tell me, why, why, why
Tell me why all these jean pockets seem small
Tell me why they don't wanna see my team ball
Tell me why your money small and our money tall
Tell me why, why, why, Tell me, why, why, why
Why, oh why, oh why
Do they not comply
Your girl is my side
Heart cold as my ice
She, thirst trappin for the likes
Cuffed her to my bed
She said read me my rights
Young Icy Boys makin all the noise
No wifey boy, Trojans like its Troy
Gold rapper with it, cold rapper with it
They were talkin money, we was laughin at em
Yeah, like ha, ha, ha
All of your excuses sound like blah, blah, blah
Yeah, they want a pic because i'm poppin
But my hands don't fit my pockets
Cause my pockets lookin knotty, yeah Cook
Tell me why all these jean pockets seem small
Tell me why they don't wanna see my team ball
Tell me why your money small and our money tall
Tell me why, why, why, Tell me, why, why, why
Tell me why all these jean pockets seem small
Tell me why they don't wanna see my team ball
Tell me why your money small and our money tall
Tell me why, why, why, Tell me, why, why, why
They don't, They don't wanna see
They don't wanna see, tell me why
Woo, woo, woo
Tell me why all these jean pockets seem small
Tell me why they don't wanna see my team ball
Tell me why your money small and our money tall
Tell me why, why, why, Tell me, why, why, why
Tell me why all these jean pockets seem small
Tell me why they don't wanna see my team ball
Tell me why your money small and our money tall
Tell me why, why, why, Tell me, why, why, why
Why X3, tell me why he
Always talk money but never touch green
Lil Cook been cookin up heat
Bay boy got the hood on geek
Saucin alot, with no sauce in the pot
You see my neck think that it cost me a lot
Cause well, it did
Been cookin from a jit
Don't pull up with the stick
But you know we got them hits, yeah
You know that thing bang like Bang Bros
Brinks truck, boy that's a bank roll
Rest in peace to that boy Bankroll
Private flights, there ain't nowhere that we can't go
Tell me why all these jean pockets seem small
Tell me why they don't wanna see my team ball
Tell me why your money small and our money tall
Tell me why, why, why, Tell me, why, why, why
Tell me why all these jean pockets seem small
Tell me why they don't wanna see my team ball
Tell me why your money small and our money tall
Tell me why, why, why, Tell me, why, why, why
Why, oh why, oh why
Do they not comply
Your girl is my side
Heart cold as my ice
She, thirst trappin for the likes
Cuffed her to my bed
She said read me my rights
Young Icy Boys makin all the noise
No wifey boy, Trojans like its Troy
Gold rapper with it, cold rapper with it
They were talkin money, we was laughin at em
Yeah, like ha, ha, ha
All of your excuses sound like blah, blah, blah
Yeah, they want a pic because i'm poppin
But my hands don't fit my pockets
Cause my pockets lookin knotty, yeah Cook
Tell me why all these jean pockets seem small
Tell me why they don't wanna see my team ball
Tell me why your money small and our money tall
Tell me why, why, why, Tell me, why, why, why
Tell me why all these jean pockets seem small
Tell me why they don't wanna see my team ball
Tell me why your money small and our money tall
Tell me why, why, why, Tell me, why, why, why
Writer: Farnum
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid