Coolin’

Call me if I'm late, but I'm still on the way
I fill up my tank
Put some miles on the Wraith
I've been sippin' drank
You could see it in my face
I don't wan' hear what you think
All this money I done made
Me and Big Bo, we boolin'
Smokin' right now, I'm coolin'
I ain't gotta tote my Ruger
One false move, he'll shoot you
Shorty so wild, she give me a loan
I know she gon' suck on my ruler
Ain't see her in a while
By the time I got back, I can say for a fact
She approvin'

I got big, real blue Benjis
I got real slime intentions
On them glizzies, put extensions
When I walk in I be drippin'
Too much smoke my head be spinnin'
We gon' get 'em a boy, no mentions
I ain't post nothin' in a minute
Still gon' bring me in they mentions
'Cause I'm the shit
You can't tell me that I'm not
Just all the money
The bank gon' call me when it drop
I been blew up
But still ain't close until I pop
I ran it up, I got enough
But still won't stop
I don't know you get the fuck up out my face
We still be rollin', put a body on that K
Yeah we catch you slipping put your
Brain on top that drape
Got plenty racks inside Dior
But still don't play

I don't know you get the fuck up out my face
We still be rollin', put a body on that K
Yeah we catch you slipping put your
Brain on top that drape
Got plenty racks inside Dior
But still don't play

YoungBoy Never Broke Again

Coolin’

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