Drake – Jimmy Cooks ft. 21 Savage Lyrics

[Intro]

Just awaken shaken once again, so you know it’s on
Just awaken shaken once again, ho, you know it’s on
Just awaken shaken once again, so you know it’s on
Just awaken shaken once again, ho, you know it’s on
Yeah, life
Life is the only thing we need
They need me to go, but I don’t wanna leave
Rest in peace to Lil Keed

[Verse 1]: Drake
Fuck a pigeonhole, I’m a night owl, this a different mode
I might have to make her paint a 6 on her pinky toe
Heard you with a shooting guard, just let a nigga know
I would have you courtside, not the middle row
All good, love, in a minute, though
I can’t strеss about no bitch ’cause I’m a timid soul
Plus I’m cookin’ up ambition on a kitchen stove
Pot start to bubblе, see the suds, that shit good to go
Hoes say I’m suave, but I can’t get RICO’d
Bro think he John Wayne, I bought him yellow stones
Love the way they hang, babe, fuck the silicone
Everybody fake now, you could crack the code
Bust down everything, set in rose gold
Dread talking to you niggas like I’m J. Cole
I can tell her head good before I even know
Bitch, don’t tell me that you model if you ain’t been in Vogue
Gotta throw a party for my day ones
They ain’t in the studio, but they’ll lay something
Rest in peace to Drama King, we was straight stunting
You don’t like the way I talk? Nigga, say something
Gotta throw a party for my day ones
Pull up and you know it’s us, the bass jumping
You don’t like the way I talk? Then say something
Get out my face, nigga

[Chorus]: Drake & 21 Savage
Gotta throw a party for my day ones
They ain’t in the studio, but they’ll lay something
Rest in peace to Drama King, we was straight stunting
If I let my nigga 21 tell it, you a
Pussy

[Verse 2]: 21 Savage
Spin a block twice like it ain’t nowhere to park (21)
Smack the backside of his head like he Bart (Pussy)
OVO 4L, we come out when it get dark (21, 21)
Big stepper, he came in a Rolls, but he left in a stretcher (21)
Let my brother drive while I shoot, team effort (21)
Asking all these questions, bitch, you must think you Nadeska
The chopper like to feel on all the opps, it’s a molester (21)
I be with my gun like Rozay be with lemon pepper
She wanna hear some Afrobeats ’cause she just popped a Tesla
All that working out, that nigga must think he a wrestler
But this ain’t UFC, this chopper came with a compressor (21)
This chopper came with a compressor (Pussy)
This chopper came with a— (Pussy)
This Glock 45 came with a switch (21)
If I was Will Smith, I would’ve slapped him with a stick
Put your hands in the air, it’s a stick-up (21)
Spin the same hood where I get my dick sucked (Facts)
If you standing on business, put your blick up (21, 21)
Come around acting scary, get your shit took (21)
Fell in love with feeling dizzy, so I spizzin (21)
I got mad love for the boy, yeah, that’s my twizzin (21)
If them niggas keep on dissing, slide agaizzin (21)
We the reason why the opps ain’t got no frizziends (21)
Last nigga played with me got turned duppy
I ain’t even roll him in the ‘Wood ’cause he musty
You ask how she doing, I just tell her come and fuck me
Shot his ass twenty times, damn, this nigga lucky (Damn, that nigga lucky)

[Chorus]: Drake
Gotta throw a party for my day ones
They ain’t in the studio, but they’ll lay something
Rest in peace to Drama King, we was straight stunting
You don’t like the way I talk, nigga, say something

[Outro]: Drake
Say something, say something, say something, say something, say something
You don’t like the way I talk, nigga, say something, say something, say something, say something, say something