[Intro]
(Oh, what you cooking Tokyo?)
[Chorus]
Another same old day, I just been thinkin' about ya
No, I can't do it without you, love, Xanax, I'ma sloucher
Can it, she a mouther, damn it, I ain't found her
I had to get up them racks, just pray to God, I ain't take my breath away
She said she wanna' slow up and stay, sad as hell, I ain't been had a meal
Lil' bro havin' Oxycontin dreams, I just made an Oxycontin drink
She should be a Oxycontin fiend, gotta mix the Oxycontin with the lean
She keep with the drugin' me, she should be a Oxycontin fiend
[Verse 1]
Mhm, can't believe I done came up
And I know these niggas hate us
Sorry, girl, I ain't tryna lay up
I'm with 'Lani and I'm with Elaiyah
Tweak but then you get sent to your savior
Jace!, not iayze, but it's still Jace
But I still look like Xavier, and I still look like my dad
I swear, I'm glad that that nigga made us
And when I get these racks then I gotta save it
Better hope that drum work
Said I fell off, I can't even get hurt
I get money, I'm making it work
Said I fell off, I can't even get hurt
[Interlude]
And you know, I just been feeling like I found the truth, you know?
My life don't revolve around fame, I don't want fame
I just want my kids and shit, you know? (Oh, what you cooking Tokyo?)
[Verse 2]
And I got niggas in that cell, they'll take ya head off
And I got bitches wishin' me well, even though I'm well off
And if yo' dog act like yo' dog, nigga, that's yo' dog
And if these bitches led you on, then they led you on
And I keep me up on the walls incase you forgot
You know I only need one need call, so I get up in her raw
And I get up in her jaw, she gon' eat me like it's law, she give a nigga top (Huh)
[Chorus]
I just been thinkin' about ya, I just been thinkin' about ya
Xanax, I'ma sloucher
Can it, she a mouther, damn it, I ain't found her
I had to get up them racks, just pray to God, I ain't take my breath away
She said she wanna' slow up and stay, sad as hell, I ain't been had a meal
Lil' bro havin' Oxycontin dreams, I just made an Oxycontin drink
She should be a Oxycontin fiend, gotta mix the Oxycontin with the lean
She keep with the drugin' me, she should be a Oxycontin fiend
[Outro]
(Oh, what you cooking Tokyo?)