Barz Banga - Cook Up Intro Lyrics

Hello Brooklyn, hello Buff
That's enough of that hello stuff
I'm like seven times Melo tough
Yeah, I've really been there

Yeah, Madison Square
Yeah, Albany P's
Yeah, ducking them D's
Catch more than a cold shoulder if you f*cking freeze

You can take a real sucky plea
Or catch a life sentence and say lucky me
But life good
Got a Drake in the Future

A bunch of COVID money on my 14 booster
Knock, knock, a cracker'll shoot ya
Guess he looked at Medusa
Hard heart, yelling about gun rights

I'd want a gun too if my ass couldn't fight
Oh shit, I said too much
Truth starting to spill, guess I read too much
A well-regulated apostle, in Aripostle

Gave them a lot of room and they still claiming I'm hostile
The cook-up
We here, baby
Been a long time coming

Barz Banga
Yeah
Listen
My favorite rappers are spitters, man

That's the cloth I came from
I'm here to entertain you
But I'm also here to make you think
The only way for you to fully enjoy this experience

Is for you to catch these bars
I said a well-regulated apostle after all the gun schemes
The second amendment says in part
That a well-regulated militia

Its rights to bear arms
Shall not be infringed upon
What it does not say, however
Is that every Tom, Dick, or Jeffro

Can have a weapon of war
But they want that
They'll die to have that
Because they pussy, in my opinion

Catch these bars, man
Barz Banga
I said I gave them a lot of room and they still claiming I'm hostile
What's a hotel in Eastern Europe

Come on, man
They made movies about this thing, man
Let's go, man
It's been a long, long, long time coming, man

Banger
The cook-up
Let's go