K9Samurai - cookin pie (feat. couchluckas) Lyrics

And I can fly with my
And I can fly with my
And I get high with my
F*ck around and turn her up
Yeah, she like that freaky stuff
I just popped a bitch, she bending over
Yeah, we finna f*ck
F*ck around and mix it up
Chemistry all in my cup
I just like that simple stuff
Coping with a little rum
Boy, you just a f*cking bum
Riding with no f*cking buns
Up a blicky on a nigga
Make him run Forest run
Gotta go and ditch the guns
In LA, don't tell no one
Shh, please don't tell no one
I'm quiet, finna smoke me some
Finna smoke me some
Till my brain get numb
Taking bongs hits
Straight to the face
Like I ain't got no lungs
Counting all my deads
I mean counting ones
Laid up in the bed
Yeah, I love it when she using tongue
K9!
Bitches with kids tryna f*ck with me
Cause in they eyes, I'm a father figure
Baby girl, I'm a soldier
I'ma ride out even in the winter
Paint it red, my stick thinner
Steam her hams and I f*ckin skinner
Erase a nigga like acetone
Pussy nigga, better watch ya tone
Beg for my energy, get a loan
Me and fake niggas don't get along
Now they tryna play on my phone
I'm the realest f*cking nigga out here
Ain't no shit to overhear
I'm the master puppeteer
Three sticks, musketeer
Be the nigga, that you fear
Got me smiling ear to ear
Reign the Romans with the spear
He in headlights like a deer
Freaky ass nigga, don't play with me
Free your mind, now you hate on me
Breed my bitch and you make her bleed
We the farmers and we plant the seed
Good dick finna make her plead
Baby, I got what you need
Let me ask you something
Who are you without the pussy
Every jar ain't got a cookie
Eiffel Tower and I boogie woogie
I like my pussy fully grown
You f*cking with pussy that's pre-owned
Yeah, lil' f*ck nigga got dethroned
The death of yo' ass just postponed
I'm a dog from the other side of the spectrum
Pick a bitch, get in my ride
Just to get some neck from
Interject, disrespect where I get yo' ex from
Chasing after dick like the bitch look for breadcrumbs
Finger in her ass
Can't you tell I got two thumbs
Mad as hell, can't you tell
Pussy, I got two guns
I be R with the truth
Where I get my loot from
You think I ain't know the truth
Bitch, you must be too dumb
And this nigga f*cking you
Can't even make you cum
Nigga begging for my sloppy seconds
Only carry round lethal weapons
Drop two niggas like nine-11
Need to find God, bitch, I'm a reverend
This man irrelevant
No speech impediment
No real development, a black embarrassment
Revamp the testament
I'm in my element
Ain't got a sentiment
Yuh, yuh, f*cking up shit
Call of duty, running, gunning this shit
Cute ass nigga, I be stunning and shit
Had a plan, I be cunning and shit