The Bool

Lyrics

[Intro] Hmm, rest in peace Block, free Sunny Rest in peace Whites Mhm, what's up boy-boy? Huh, if I crash the foreign off the— (Ayy, JB, why they mad?) Huh, what's up, Nuk? Draky beams Skub What's up, Smokey the Boss? Welcome home, Smy-dy It's the Eastside, ain't it? [Chorus] Huh, if I crash the foreign off the drank, I'ma blame it on mud Ho feelin' euphoric 'round gang, she blamed it on drugs Huh, I'm important and famous, I don't give out hugs (Nah) Bitch can't get no makeup on my Bape tee, I'm too bool for that (What else?) Tell that ho fuck one of my niggas, but this ain't Baby Money (Nah) I won't get her body done for shit 'cause I don't pay for pussy Long live Grams, Lil Tay B, know I go brazy for 'em, huh Skuba Steve off in that water, had the Navy worried (Hold up) [Verse] Huh, niggas tryna ride my wave It's a green light for them Cuban links, Wop gon' do a stain I know niggas want a truce with me 'cause I'ma smoke they favorites Anytime I catch them niggas outside actin' like they dangerous Now listen (What time it is?) (Who I'm is? Binko) Let me holler at dog I only got love for the niggas with me (Okay) I know that they'll up they guns on them niggas, we (Okay) Huh, bitch, we go home the way we came, you see the bigger picture Huh, we got shit to live for, huh, leave your top open like a fifth of liquor (Damn) Hmm, this shit settle like Henny Fuck the way we wanted to be, we ain't the set-up types, huh (Mmm-mmm) Looked a nigga in his eye, tell him he gon' die tonight I'll pull up all red with his bitch like I'm a fire hydrant And the smoke like firefighters Bitch, I think I'm David Ruffin with a Draco (I mean it) Bitch, I'll sing to your bitch and shoot your face up (I will) Bitch, Baby Man with me, where your sister at? (Huh) Bitch, Bean Bean with me, where your mama 'nem? Bitch, Ham want some pussy, where your grandma 'nem? Bitch, Mark want some pussy, but don't tell his baby mama, she might do somethin' to him Then I'ma have to kill her and go raise my nigga children Moral of the story, I'm with murderers and niggas who be freakin' all the hoochies Smashin' shit before I was rich, it ain't even 'bout the Gucci (Nah) In them Timberlands, I go Missy Eliot on that coochie (Beep, beep) Who got the keys to my ride? I ain't drive shit 2K for this Wockhardt with a live bitch Free Rick, free my baby Jig, what's up Five-Six? One of my gang members liable to pull up with five sticks I've been the truth before Paul Pierce and I ain't lied since I'm an ape, not no goldfish, that's why we ride tints Get a bitch named Angel on demon time, showed her nine tricks (What else?) Huh, do some special shit for me 'cause I ain't normal I clutch the blick when niggas steppin' close to me 'cause I ain't cordial (What else?) Get to drippin' from my head to toes and feet, record the board Huh, we might drop them niggas 'cross the street, blame it on boredom She had her tongue out soon as she turned twenty-three, blame it on Jordan (Damn) That nigga died durin' combat, tried to tell him he was mortal Huh, told him he can't come back, this real life, ain't no portals (Damn) No, this not Rick and Morty, throw bullets like Blake Bortles (Hmm) Huh, you be fakin' 'bout your game like Blake Griffin Around us, you a lame, but turn up 'round them niggas Hmm, weird, huh, thought he was an introvert Really we just had that nigga shook 'cause we put in work (What else?) Huh, got a forty-inch vert on that bop stick, yeah That bitch'll go up top so it can drop shit Hmm, who I'm is? (Binko), Binko (Yeah), hold up I ain't got no friends with me (Nah) I relate to every last one of my mans with me (On 5 'nem) Huh, this the family Damn right, huh, Booty Boom and Bandman my scammer (What else?) Damn right, huh, Chapo and 31'll put them bands up Huh, damn right, huh, Lee, Lil' Jay, and Los gon' put they hands up (What else?) Vic Damone, got free smoke for any nigga that ain't never had none' (Uh) Huh, couple loose racks in twenties, rubber band it up (Rubber band it up) Huh, geeked as fuck, mobbin' in my bity, bitch, this our shit (Nigga) (Run this bitch, nigga B-troit, nigga, nigga, this ours, nigga) Big Squad, hmm (Talk) Huh, been ready to rock out, nigga, huh I know Petty and them gon' pop out, nigga, huh We be on that shit they not 'bout, huh, nigga We set a screen, it's a knockdown, huh, nigga Huh, that FN'll make him eurostep (Nigga) Huh, but I got Steez and B-Rich sittin' in the paint, what he gon' do with that? Huh (Nigga) It go KD, it go Big Wayne, it go Day-Bo (Nigga) On some shit that have a nigga dancin' stupid, look like Faybo (Nigga) Huh, we shoot wherever we at, the AR GoPro (Nigga) Got tied of scorin' thirty in the hood, I had to go pro (Nigga) Huh, all the old women love me 'cause I'm him, not them Matter fact, all the women love me 'cause I give 'em that there Huh, boomin' at the spot with the cameras on in a random pair of room (Shh) Her nigga tryna slide down our block, he gon' lose a random pair of limbs (What else?) Huh, we be too illegal for a boat ride (Hmm) Act like the coastguard was watchin' us the whole time (No kizzy) 'Member with some Wockhardt, two 'bows, 'bout four 9s Huh, ready for the trap or a gun fight 'cause it could go down No motherfucker matter to where you at Huh, me gorilla, I ain't never been no scary cat (Nah) When we leave the scene, it's routine, here come the paramedics Huh, if I was seen with your Billie Jean, bet she was bare-naked [Chorus] Huh, if I crash the foreign off the drank, I'ma blame it on mud Ho feelin' euphoric 'round gang, she blamed it on drugs Huh, I'm important and famous, I don't give out hugs Bitch can't get no makeup on my Bape tee, I'm too bool for that Tell that ho fuck one of my niggas, but this ain't Baby Money I won't get her body done for shit 'cause I don't pay for pussy Long live Grams, Lil Tay B, know I go brazy for 'em, huh (Nah) Skuba Steve off in that water, had the Navy worried (What else?)