Up In My Cocina lyrics by Rae Sremmurd - original song full text. Official Up In My Cocina lyrics, 2024 version | LyricsMode.com
Request & respond explanations
  • Don't understand the meaning of the song?
  • Highlight lyrics and request an explanation.
  • Click on highlighted lyrics to explain.
Rae Sremmurd – Up In My Cocina lyrics
[Intro]
EarDrummers

[Verse 1: Swae Lee]
Yeah, ice everything, I need a figure skater
Eating five-star meals, tipping waiters
PJ, skip commercial flights, that's no delaying
I had too many guests, my neighbors start complaining
Sun beaming, my chains jingling, I'm chinky (chink)
Bitch so pink, broke hoes freak me
B.Y.O.B., can't backwash in my drinks
Missed it if you blink, smell the purp, she wink
Bad bitches R.S.V.P
Yes, I gotta switch the swag four times a week (four times)
Mamma mia, I didn't even see her
New six-seater, see ya, would not wanna be ya

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
When I land in the sand, where's my greeter?
Nothin' but divas, up in my cocina
Grab up hands, switch hands, don't just linger
Rock & Roll Hall of Fame, not a singer
Eating clams, rolling grams
The con man has other plans
Helipad, dizzy by the time I land
Helipad, I'm so done with first class

[Verse 2: Swae Lee]
With a bag and a baddie like Selena
Mamma mia, cash flipping, tortilla
Through the path, to the stash where I post
I go via Sprinter or limousine-a
Get the clout, tuck my shirt, then I leave ya
So much dough, we hopped in the pizzeria
It's all good 'cause I'm smoking aloe vera
Next Top Model give me brain like Neutrogena
Don't just tear up, won't scream Ike and Tina
New Pagani and that big line greener
Through a smoke screen, they don't even see us
Kick my feet up, if they bust down, hoe, just sleaze up
When we got up out that slump, the grass was greener
Girls cheerleading, when we score, they try to cheat us
Wife-beaters and I'm sippin' Titos
Can't you tell, that she was my niño

[Verse 3: Slim Jxmmi]
New moschino (check), I'll take that on DeeBo (gimme that)
Golden boy, I'll hop out like I'm CeeLo (yes!)
Pardon my ego (hey), they won't jack my SteeLo (ain't no way!)
Bring the divas to the mansion in Encino (yeah, let's do it)
Say she fuck with the Sremms, she want G-Lo (woah)
Marshawn Lynch, bust a play, I'm in beast mode (beast mode, beast mode)
Rock & Roll Hall of Fame like Mick Jagger (yeah, yeah)
R.I.P them but bet, we still counting badges (faster)
Diamond rings on my finger, I'm a bachelor (I'm a bachelor)
College dropout, got the money, that's my masters (fuck it, ayy)
Mamma mia (hey), tu eres bonita (woo, woo)
Nothing but divas (divas), up in my cocina (yeah, yeah)
Helipad, helipad, helipad (woo, woo)
I pay cash, I pay cash, I pay cash (Jxmm)

[Chorus: Swae Lee]
When I land in the sand, where's my greeter?
Nothin' but divas, up in my cocina
Grab up hands, switch hands, don't just linger
Rock & Roll Hall of Fame, not a singer
Eating clams, rolling grams
The conman has other plans
Helipad, dizzy by the time I land
Helipad, I'm so done with first class
×



Lyrics taken from /lyrics/r/rae_sremmurd/up_in_my_cocina.html

  • Email
  • Correct
Songwriters: Aaquil Iben Shamon Brown, Asheton Hogan, Khalif Malik Ibin Shaman Brown, Michael Len Williams
Up In My Cocina lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

Up In My Cocina meanings

Write about your feelings and thoughts about Up In My Cocina

Know what this song is about? Does it mean anything special hidden between the lines to you? Share your meaning with community, make it interesting and valuable. Make sure you've read our simple tips.
U
Min 50 words
Not bad
Good
Awesome!

Post meanings

U
Min 50 words
Not bad
Good
Awesome!

official video

Featured lyrics

0-9 A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z