AP - Cookie Lyrics

Yea I'm smoking on the cookie, you might see me with the load
2gs right in my blunt, so I be ashing on my coat
Yea I said Im on the music ting, they started acting cold
Yea I've never seen your face, so just please dont call me bro

Shout out to my brudda santii, he said i would blow
Roll up in the club, yeaa i'm rolling all the crow
Yea I might just get that grub, then i turn it into smoke
That shit might be loud, but i be staying on the low

All these hoes they hit my phone and they be going wild
I be whipping through the night, yea i be doing miles
Since I started making beats you tried to take my style
Bitch you know I'm going beast mode, Ill be here for a while

Get that cookie, tell them haters I be living free
Getting money, I was broke and now they follow me
Late night with my homies, add a drink and get the weed
Yea im chillin with the 3 lines on my side, aint got no jeans

Bitch I'm f*cking lit
That's a garanteee
Metal on my wrist
Hundred on my feet

She just wanna kiss
I just want the green
Oppers wanna diss
Recommend you keep it clean

Yea I want that cookie everyday yo
Cookie, Cookie dreaming Cookie dreaming yo
Aye, that's a cookie dream
Yea I want that cookie

Yea I'm smoking on the cookie, you might see me with the load
2gs right in my blunt, so I be ashing on my coat
Yea I said Im on the music ting, they started acting cold
Yea I've never seen your face, so just please dont call me bro

Shout out to my brudda santii, he said i would blow
Roll up in the club, yeaa i'm rolling all the crow
Yea I might just get that grub, then i turn it into smoke
That shit might be loud, but i be staying on the low

Aye I'm staying on the low
I be staying low key
All these strangers know me
Aint got time for non of these hoes

So I be staying on my flow
Smoking wid my Gs
Smoke you up and then we breeze
No regrets I have no need

I got strains and i got breades
Smoking on that cookie thats the air I breathe
Sippin on that cola with that hennesee
They tried to hit my phone but they got rid of me
But Haters gon keep hating i be switchin lanes

Yea I've had it with these fakes
Coming right up in my face
Yea Pull up with that AP
Put you in your place

I'm smoking on that cookie
Yea you calling for a taste
Bitch your time for me's a waste
Get the f*ck out of my way

Ey
Yea I'm smoking on that Cookie
Yea I'm smoking on that Cookie
Aye, Aye

Yea I'm smoking on the cookie, you might see me with the load
2gs right in my blunt, so I be ashing on my coat
Yea I said Im on the music ting, they started acting cold
Yea I've never seen your face, so just please dont call me bro

Shout out to my brudda santii, he said i would blow
Roll up in the club, yeaa i'm rolling all the crow
Yea I might just get that grub, then i turn it into smoke
That shit might be loud, but i be staying on the low