T.Cooke

Vacation Bible School (feat. FTF Yungyin)

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Look, I'm finna let my light shine They know that I tell the truth when I write rhymes I seen a lot in my lifetime I know the freaks come out in the night time She wanna sip on some White wine She in that Christian Dior and she quite fine Like Chris said, it's never the right time Don't wanna leave, so she pushed back her flight time Eff what they said on yo Timeline How can they ball? When they on the sideline Watch out for snakes and the pythons On the grind everyday, never part-time I call her Jada cause she don't want love But she movin' around with entanglements uhh T.Cooke pass me the beat, I'ma pass it right back like we runnin' a train on it uhh She tell me "Daddy it's yours" and I say if it is "Gone head tat my name on it" uhh I'm so in love with the money If I hit the strip, then I won't make it rain on shit uhh I swear this niggas be hatin' do the dash to the money I'm racin' She said she really want kids, so I buss on her skin, no she exfoliating (Eww) I got the juice if you really want problems, then f*ck it I start ocean sprayin' SB, you know we the top team I might go to New York for a chop cheese You know I cruise at a top speed If they go against me, tell em Godspeed I'm at a height they can not reach That's why me and my ex we do not speak Dominicana call me Papi Send her back to you, now she knock kneed All of that hate I do not need Nigga we at the game in the box seats I just caught a red eye I need Visine If they don't understand tell 'em capeesh (Ehhh) I just caught a red eye I need Visine If they don't understand tell em capeesh She be talkin, I'm tellin' her capeesh Know you like me, but get off my cock please I'ma please her but no I did not sneeze I ain't cheatin' I'm out with the Ahkis (On God) She say she so independent and she gettin' busy she stackin' up dividends I think it's funny how she independent but asked my to pay for her Onlyfans She wanna f*ck with the youngin, cause she say her nigga just act like a minute man Bitch I'm a boss, I'm a baller, a playa so she know I never sit in the stands (Yeah) She said she ain't too religious but when we be fuckin' she scream for the Holy Ghost Lift up my wrist it's a light show I done had a few chicks that you might know We got some shooters that's quite close Nigga it ain't a tuba when pipes blow Just like some hookah, that's light smoke If it hit yo medulla you might go He got that tech, like it's Pyro Nigga over that butter, they might toast We make as much as them white folks Wearing black robes and them white coats This choker chain it's a tight rope When we out in Vegas, let the dice roll I just watered my wrist, it's a light show I do this in my sleep with my eyes closed Fat ass pockets I don't need no lipo Shooters spin on yo block just like Michael
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