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remember me from the West Philly cookouts

But I'm norf nigga
Yeah I'm norfside
If u part of my team we ballin, no sideline
She gon wear what she want, don't

stomping and niggas recorded 
And no I ain't lookin to look out 
It's steam in the booth like a cookout 
We Smokin this spinach no popeye 
You say you want

lamps
I had to move grams
Income that don't get taxed
Cause I don't know Sam
He ain't been to know fish fry
Barbecues
Cookouts
Jitter bug so I had

can't go
You the type of Nigga stay Inside with the stank Hoes
You the type to call the Popo at The Cookout
Looking for acceptance Standing guard being

they hear I'm about to cookout
I'm a skinny dude, lil' quirky but I got my foreigns they extra curvy
I got that drip she says she's thirsty
She got that

at the cookout
You ain't pull up so I go to his bitch house
Lemme knock on the door hope a fuck nigga pop out
She let me fuck and I ain't even pull out
I ain't go

steady coming
And I got to make shit shake
Wus yo taste 
You want a joker or a ace
A nigga take u to a cookout
Or a dealership for paper plates
I was down

a PlayStation
House sitting on eight acres
You know that Silas be the play maker
Grilling out in the backyard
Old cookout, white sheets for the plate making
We

ain't my fault
My daddy make sure that I'm clean 
Shut the block down 
Bring the while good out 
White folk scared 
BarcueBecky with the cookout 
My

and Basketball, getting my mind right
Dreaming bout this bust down, so my time right
My n*ggas deep, we hit the lights, you know we shine bright
Just ate at Cookout

want more
All I do is eat, and goh damn I just want more 
All I do is eat, and goh damn I just want more 

We gon' have a cookout with the belts up

Chan wit the Feng Shui

Kick shit back 
Turn this bitch to a cookout 
My niggas at the top, got snipers on the lookout 
This bitch aint fucking so we

and Then we head to cookout
Are you having fun now?
A bad bitch always know how
When I throw that ass back he say it’s a fucking knockout!
A bad bitch a bad

like Fluid

Playing at a barbershop 
Or the Cookout, Barbecuing

In My lady's, telling her my real life
She already knows what the dick is like
I don't

Reminiscing with y'all
Can you hear my story?
I skipped prom and couldn’t tell her I’m sorry
Wasn’t really my fault, but I’ll take the fall
Man the cookout

year they call me captain
In my bag shit
I met my wifey from one night when she was mad lit
We got some cookout from the window 
Did the dash then
We hit

Walkers wood Jamaican jerk
The block just had a cookout
I got girls that just don’t like me
I got homies that won’t hype me up
Type of shit that just don’t

paper plates
I got a cookout and we serving steak
It come from my God it ain't never late
See I ain't really got a option
Serve God or I'm dropping
6 ft

you try touching my food
My plate as hot as a stakeout
Outside of a cook house
That don’t have a lookout
The heat in my chest like a shot at a cookout

Family cookout how we stack up our plates yeah
I ain’t one of them niggas no
You ain’t gotta take off your clothing nah
She think I’m one of them niggas

at the cookout burnin'
You feel discouraged
My lyrics heighten, they fly right by you
I'm in the bayou, not in the trenches
You'll end up drowning, explore

the family we lost in the painted sky
What happened to the street philosophers?
The storytellers with tracks hot as thermometers?
The summertime cookout

children now
Invited me to a cookout oh you on a grill now I did not show heard bro is in his feels now I stop cooking girl no longer selling chills now I'm

the grill fire at your cookout
Pissing you off and you're 'boutta shout
So loud that the neighbor's gonna be like "yowz"
So loud neighbor's daughter gonna