“Drake – Jimmy Cooks Lyrics”
Part I
[Intro]
So you know it’s us
Yeah, life, life is only thing to me
They need me to go, but I don’t wanna leave
Rest in peace to Lil Keed
[Verse: Drake]
Fuck a pigeon hole I’m an night owl, this a different mode
I’ma have to paint a 6ix on her pinky toe
Heard you with a shooting’ guard, just let a nigga know
I will have you courtside, not the middle row
All good, love, in a minute though
I can’t stress about no bitch, ’cause I’m a timid soul
Plus I’m cooking’ up ambition on a kitchen stove
Pot start to bubble, see the suz, that shit good to go
Post sound suave, but I can’t get me cold
Bro think he John Wayne, I’m bought him yellowstone
Love the way thеy hang, babe, fuck the silicon
Everybody fakе now, you can crack the code
Bustdown everything, set in rose gold
Dread talking’ to you niggas, like I’m J. Cole
I can tell her head good, before I even know
Bitch, don’t tell me you model if you ain’t been in Vogue
Gotta throw a party for my day ones
They ain’t in the studio, but they’ll lay some
Rest in peace to Drama King, we was straight stuntin’
You don’t like the way I talk? Nigga say some
Gotta throw a party for my day ones
Pull up and you it’s us, the bass jumpin’
You don’t like the way I talk? Then say some
Get out my face, nigga
Part II
[Intro: Drake & 21 Savage]
Gotta throw a party for my day ones
They ain’t in the studio, but they’ll lay some
Rest in peace to Drama King, we was straight stuntin’
If I let my nigga 21 tell it, do
Pussy
[Verse 1: 21 Savage]
Spin a block twice, like it nowhere to park