letra de real boss - cookie money
(intro)
go go
it’s cookie money booyy
andrew smars
you ain’t really gettin’ money lil n-gg- knock it off
(verse)
it’s lil cook i give a f-ck about this rap sh-t (f-ck rap)
i’m from the block where they flip bricks and clap sh-t
these n-gg-s fakin and they frontin bruh they actin (ha haa)
pull up on him with this choppa watch him backflip
i’m in the trap i’m stuffin racks in my mattress (bands)
tryna get my bands up and f-ck a actress (go cook)
biker boy bringin meagan good to the hood
smokin dope in a ghost, cookie in a wood (skrrrrt)
never trickin on these hoes let’s get that understood
but got a fetish for them b-tches that be smellin good
you n-gg-s flexin in the club with your re-up (suckas)
i’m smokin dope countin bands with my feet up (cookie money)
(chorus)
real boss give a f-ck bout what it cost b-tch (cost b-tch)
double up on them b-tches think i lost it
all this ice on my neck will give you frostbit (bling)
i get money, from the hood, and i talk sh-t
b-tch i walk like a boss, talk like a boss (boss)
you ain’t really gettin money lil n-gg- knock it off (ha haa)
i was gettin it in the trenches out the mud sellin soft (birds)
kept it real from the start, lil b-tch i’m takin off
(verse 2)
real boss give a f-ck bout what it cost b-tch (cost b-tch)
hit the mall and blow your rent on a outfit
and i don’t even need your help bruh i got this (uh uh)
i been gettin it out the mud bruh i cop bricks (birds)
quick to feed a n-gg- slugs bruh i pop sh-t
a hunned bands on this rollie got a dumb wrist (bling)
young cook, lil n-gg- never changed up
stayed with my strap and some packs in my scr-per (skrrrt)
got it on my own and i ain’t never been a hater
cookin zips in the kitchen i was tryna get my weight up
movin bricks outta town now a n-gg- got his cake up
got a couple real n-gg-s ridin with me who gon shake some
(chorus)
real boss give a f-ck bout what it cost b-tch (cost b-tch)
double up on them b-tches think i lost it
all this ice on my neck will give you frostbit (bling)
i get money, from the hood, and i talk sh-t
b-tch i walk like a boss, talk like a boss (boss)
you ain’t really gettin money lil n-gg- knock it off (ha haa)
i was gettin it in the trenches out the mud sellin soft (birds)
kept it real from the start, lil b-tch i’m takin off
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