CookieJar

Had to tell myself
Aye vic break the roll down
Shorty see I got cash
She gone go now
She ain't go then
Must not been uh hoe then
She willing to blow now
Oh
Well
Shorty
I'm on to better things
Got uh stronger mental
Better signal
To the inner me
Yuh Thought I was cold now
Wait till you see
Next winter me
Only knew her uh week
Now she acting like my mini me
Shit
I know you feel my frustration
I be chillin high at the crib
Baby that's my location
You think I'm out
Chillin with some other bitch
Just wanna start an argument
I won't be apart of it
To busy tryanna run up
Some bands
Tryanna eat
Cookie jar won't let go of my Hand
Going up from here Thomas the Train
I think I can
And ik she uh fan
From the hate mail I get from Her man