Cook Up Outro

Yeah, the cook up, we made it baby We did what they said we couldn't, independent, own bread They said we was bugging, we told them they don't know what they talking about It's Barz Banga, thank you so much for coming through Administration of the bars though Menstruation, I got an odd flow Odd couple in my real life But that booty feel real nice And that money keep coming Should see the different ways I stroke, no Drummond Left the pen humming, it come from my nana Said a man got E.D. and low stamina F*ck all night, no jammas That nigga know to shut the f*ck up, we bang hammers Put a nail in the coffin They call a pandemic if I'm spitting or coughing I spit in it often She only ration the head out in intimate portions They told her they lost him He somewhere in the box counting chickens and dolphins That's psych meds, I use the right head For the right bread, I make em quite dead I rap now but look at the rap sheet Don't make me go and pull out them khakis Nigga it's Barz