Cookout (Explicit)

Song: Cookout (Explicit)

Artist: Serena Isioma

Pull up

Pull up to my cookout (ahhh)

Pull up

Pull up to my cookout (ahhh)

Pull up

Pull up to my cookout (ahhh)

Pull up

Pull up to my cookout

I'm tryna keep my energy

Tell these lame ass niggas stay away from me

Yuh yuh

People hate when they see

A young rich nigga doing different things

Better things makings moves oh my God

Imma pull up with my gang with my fucking squad

Imma serenade your bitch with this damn guitar

Imma do anything that I fucking want

Yuh yuh

I do not sip lean

I don't sip Robbitussin but I keep these functions bussin'

On God 'cause I love him

So when we gon' get to tussling

Keep my name out your mouth

You want beef I want smoke

It's a cookout

Pull up

Pull up to my cookout (ahhh)

Pull up

Pull up to my cookout (ahhh)

Pull up

Pull up to my cookout (ahhh)

Pull up

Pull up to my cookout

Catch me in the street

I be muggin' mean

Money's what I bleed

Call me Dollar Tree

I just beat my case

Free Tay

Shoutout to my lawyer but

Fuck the whole state

Fuck 12

Fuck 12

Fuck 12

They just wanna put me in jail

But that ain't gonna happen go to hell

No more L's unless it's lemonade

Got my gang with me

Got bae with me

You can hang with me

So when we gon' get to tussling

Keep my name out your mouth

You want beef I want smoke

It's a cookout

Pull up

Pull up to my cookout (ahhh)

Pull up

Pull up to my cookout (ahhh)

Pull up

Pull up to my cookout (ahhh)

Pull up

Pull up to my cookout