Wake Up & Cook Up

Lyrics

[Intro: Quavo] Yeah Trap Holizay (Woo) Migos [Chorus: Quavo] Wake up and cook up (cook up), wake up and cook up (wake up) Wake up and cook up (yeah), wake up and cook up (uhh) Wake up and cook up (whoa), wake up and cook up (cook up) Wake up and cook up (wake up), wake up and cook up (aye) Gotta put my fist in that bowl (in that bowl) Them niggas is so small, we call 'em tadpoles You wake up and cook up (cook up), wake up and cook up (wake up) Wake up and cook up (aye), wake up and cook up (yeah) [Verse 1: Quavo] I got a (What you got Quay?), appointment set up with your bae I got a bitch from the Bay, I got a truck out your bay She telling me give her a taste (taste it), I put that dick on her face (taste it) I put that dick on her face, yeah, like mace Pull up and I set up shop, she drinkin' that shit by the shots Stunt on the block, same spot, pull up and count up the knots (knots) Niggas out here straight pie, if you hangin' with a group of guys Better make sure them niggas gon' ride, I pull up like ¿cómo estás? None of your traps exist, nigga, sellin' that snort to your bitch, nigga That ain't makin' my dick bigger, count it up and drop it on that fist, nigga Look at your unc' with that itch, pop that, a nigga won't twitch Might as well pop at em first 'cause once you press 'em they gon' say, "I ain't said that shit man" [Chorus: Quavo] Wake up and cook up (cook up), wake up and cook up (wake up) Wake up and cook up (yeah), wake up and cook up (uhh) Wake up and cook up (whoa), wake up and cook up (cook up) Wake up and cook up (wake up), wake up and cook up (aye) Gotta put my fist in that bowl (in that bowl) Them niggas is so small, we call 'em tadpoles You wake up and cook up (cook up), wake up and cook up (wake up) Wake up and cook up (aye), wake up and cook up (yeah) [Verse 2: 2 Chainz] Yeah, 2 Chainz 30 rounds and the clip clear, make you and the Draco french kiss Can't stand a dirty-ass kitchen, broke up with my mistress Took the fork and I bent it, had a Panamera on Emmitt's [?] and she pretty, steal her heart away like Penny Skrrt, yeah, that is the sound, I'm scrapin' the bowl Momma depend on me, I ain't got kids, I gotta make it back home (yeah) One phone call will get you killed, I ain't even gotta scroll Had apartment with no furniture but at least it had a stove Turned [?] to whitewater, 'everybody bout to get this splash on Other day I walked into Gucci, told them folks that I'm back home Got the city on my backbone, black on like sea bone Money callin', check the ringtone, Phil Jackson with the rings on Yeah [Chorus: Quavo] Wake up and cook up (cook up), wake up and cook up (wake up) Wake up and cook up (yeah), wake up and cook up (uhh) Wake up and cook up, wake up and cook up (cook up) Wake up and cook up (wake up), wake up and cook up (aye) Gotta put my fist in that bowl (in that bowl) Them niggas is so small, we call 'em tadpoles You wake up and cook up (cook up), wake up and cook up (wake up) Wake up and cook up (aye), wake up and cook up (yeah)