Cookin' It Up

[Hook: Ca$h Out] (x2) I get money, 50 hundreds Diamonds shinin', now you want me I'm cookin' onions I'm cookin' it up, I'm cookin' it up, I'm cookin' it up I'm cookin' it up, I'm cookin' it up, I'm cookin' it up [Verse 1: Rich Homie Quan] I'm cookin' it up, Rich Homie Quan gettin' money Promoters keep bookin' me up, can't remember last time I was off on a sunday They on YouTube lookin' me up, tell VMI keep the checks comin' Now a young nigga livin' it up, I remember I didn't have nothin' Me just goin' crazy, nigga gettin' lazy, still in the kitchen whippin' it up Talkin' bout feelings, Rich Homie don't give a fuck Walk around, pants saggin' with that pistol tucked That's your girl? Come and get her 'fore I woof woof, Mystikal Diamonds, they crystal clear, ridin' in these brand new cars Flyin' in that private Lear, straight from the highway I'm gon' say how it feel, cash out if I want it Fuck a record deal, Ca$h Out, what you told 'em? [Hook] [Verse 2: Ca$h Out] Catch me on a beach, lookin' like a ki Smellin' like a ki, I know you watchin' me She like "Put your cock in me", I'm gettin' broccoli Choppin' the bricks like a rooster You step on the bricks, I got 'Licia Keys We servin', we servin', we servin' I get yo' girlfriend, you know that she twerkin' She got that sloppy toppy, we call it Slurpee I feel like 2Pac, everywhere I go, I'm shirtless, hah-hah Cook it up, cook it up, cook it up Google me, Google me, look me up Bitches tryna figure out my net worth I'm tryna figure out how that neck work [Hook]