Cookin Yams

Lyrics

[Intro: SpaceGhostPurrp & CHXPO] Fuck nigga Don't give a fuck about you, fuck ass A$AP nigga You gon' feel that pistol in your mouth Fuck nigga, straight like that, nigga Yeah, nigga, fuck Yams, nigga Fuck A$AP, nigga Fuck New York, nigga Free Doe Fuck nigga CHXPO, let them niggas know Nigga, let's get it Squad Gang, gang, nigga Gang, nigga, ayy Squad, squad, nigga Squad, ayy Squad [Chorus: CHXPO] This that type shit that you listen to When you ain't really got shit else that you wanna listen to, ayy I'm a real street nigga, the type of nigga you should listen to I don't give a fuck 'bout none the rap niggas you listen to [Verse 1: CHXPO] In the kitchen cooking A$AP Yams (Fuck A$AP Mob, gang) In the kitchen water whippin' A$AP Yams In the kitchen, bitch, I'm cooking A$AP Yams (Fuck Carti, boy, ayy) Fuck A$AP Mob, bitch, I'm BVNDGXD (Fuck Carti, boy, ayy) BVNDGXD (BVNDGXD) We the squad, ayy (Squad, squad) All my niggas (Ayy) We rob (Rob niggas) Who the fuck these fuck niggas talking to? Nigga, I just came home (On God) Man, this chopper gon' bark 'em (Grrah) And, nigga, you won't go home, ayy I been on the block toting Glocks with my squad Your lil' bitch on my dick 'cause she like how I ride She like how I ride, nigga, and I turn up (Black Money Boyz Deathrow, fuck nigga) Catch you in the party and you might get burnt up Burn a nigga house to the ground (To the ground) This beef shit for real, boy you better keep your kids from around (Keep your kids from around) City to city with this dogfood like I'm a Greyhound With this dogfood, bitch, I might fuckin' buy a pound I don't go no damn pound, all I got is a couple rounds And I got no millis, all I got is a couple bands I'm in the kitchen and I'm cooking up some A$AP Yams (Skrrt) In the kitchen and I'm cooking up some A$AP Yams (Skrrt) Gang, ayy [Chorus: CHXPO] This that type shit that you listen to When you ain't really got shit else you wanna listen to I'm a real street nigga, the type of nigga you should listen to I don't give a fuck about none the rap niggas you listen to [Verse 2: CHXPO] In the kitchen, water whippin' up some A$AP Yams If you need some Yams then I need a couple bands (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt) In the kitchen cooking up some A$AP Yams You want some Yams, I don't need a couple dollars, I don't even want no bands Ayy, ayy, CHXPO, hey, why you say that shit? Yesterday, nigga get out my face 'Fore I punch you in your face I got a .357 and it hold eight You ain't ever seen that shit Man, this shit ain't fake Man, I'm real as I could be, my G I don't give a fuck about these fuck niggas These fuck niggas give a fuck about me And his lil' bitch all on me 'cause she seen me on TV But I ain't ever been on TV, she just imaginanating that shit 'Cause I'm great and I got some good dick Man, she love me 'cause I'm hoodrich And I hit licks, on the strip with a four fifth Bitch, I shoot shit With my 10 and I shoot shit Bitch, I don't miss No, nigga, I don't miss Ayy, ayy, I don't miss Call up Ghacha, he gon' a bring a fucking four fifth Call up Rushhy, we gon' hit a million dollar lick Lil Rushhy got a stain and he got a couple bricks (Black Money Boyz Deathrow, fuck nigga) I don't give a fuck about no bitch (Yeah, yeah, yeah) You already know I'm hoodrich (Yeah, yeah, yeah) CHXPO, bitch, I love to gangbang (Bang, bang)