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Cookout
Hip-Hop/Rap
Cookout was released on February 20, 2026 by illville ent. as a part of the album Cookout - Single
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Release DateFebruary 20, 2026
Labelillville ent.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM131

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Khori Gray
Khori Gray
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Khori Gray
Khori Gray
Songwriter
Clinton Stewart
Clinton Stewart
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
mike
mike
Producer

Lyrics

Yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh , uhh yuh
Uh yeah
I want the beef like a cookout , huh
If I fuck her raw, I'ma pull out huh
The pussy don't hit, she get put out huh
I got ice on my wrist so I stood out huh
I got ice on my wrist, real diamonds
She gon' do what I say, I'm Simon
I'm on my way to the top, still climbin
poured 2 lines, need more inside me
No guns in the club, mine in here
Get em' clipped if he play K Leonard
AMC gettin' head to Sinners
I keep a rod, No I'm not a pretender
Take a trip out to Saks, she ain't been there
Fuck a Barbie, don't care if her Ken there
I can mix up designers, Rick Owen or Prada
You know that I got me like 10 pair
Take a step in the club, they be bitin
Do my dance like I'm bro on the Vikings
You want smoke, then pull up why you typin?
Shorty mean, but she fuck me the nicest
She like cum on my face, I like it
I'ma hop out the strike, and strike it
If the bitch ain't a 10, won't pipe
Give me mind, I swear this bitch gotta be psychic!
Im the one with this shit like I throw for the Titans
Gotta keep a rod, too old to be fightin
Sippin' on the green, but I prefer the wocky
Slow off the dome, I ain't doin' no writing
Poppin' it, run up my money in designer kicks, **** youn got a kit, I
Talk to you later, I'm gone, I got a bip
Passing the hoe to my bro like im Dončić
Ouu, I took a shroom, I'm on a trip
Ouu, I like the way her booty lift
Trues, all on her ass and she super thick
Rhude, down to the socks, that's my kinda fit
I, got different colors like money Monopoly
Takin' the world over, it ain't no stoppin me
My doctor be tellin' me, slow down on Js
I told him, at least I'm on top of my broccoli
Know I get paid, know I'm a save till I get me a hunnid
Boys, get behind me boy, you better gun it
They stoppin and frisking , cause they know we stuntin
She like to flash, gave her some cash
Lovin' it when she be thumbing through money
Know she the one so I showed her the stash
But when I get back bet be missing no money
Can't hit the trap, you ain't puttin' your all in it
Rollin' a blunt, damn I'm riskin' my heart for this
Clint started rapping , damn he really started this
Then I just hopped on the beat and start walkin it
Been gone for a while
Now I'm back, savin' the city like Miles , Morales
Brain was so crazy like wow , I gotta sit
I went to sleep and woke up with paralysis, uh, uh
I want the beef like a cookout , huh
If I fuck her raw, I'ma pull out huh
The pussy don't hit, she get put out huh
I got ice on my wrist so I stood out huh
I got ice on my wrist, real diamonds
She gon' do what I say, I'm Simon
I'm on my way to the top, still climbin
Poured 2 lines, need more inside me
Written by: Clinton Stewart, Khori Gray
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