Coolin

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Coolin

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[Intro] Blrrrd Lah, lah, lah, lah, lah, lah, lah BFR or be from far (Wass Gang) Ayy, ayy (Gang) [Chorus] Coolin' in the trap, count hundos I turn one into two, that's a labo Feds rush in your spot, don't fumble You better make it to the toilet, flush the cunto Fiend did a toke, made him mumble I sell hard, ask for soft, I won't say, "No" Finesse his ass, give him hard, now it's crumbled Why G teach you niggas how to hustle Coolin' in the trap, count hundos I turn one into two, that's a labo Feds rush in your spot, don't fumble You better make it to the toilet, flush the cunto Fiend did a toke, made him mumble I sell hard, ask for soft, I won't say, "No" Finesse his ass, give him hard, now it's crumbled Why G teach you niggas how to hustle [Verse 1] These niggas ain't makin' no bands These niggas don't even know how to hustle Number 35, so you know I keep 'em shooters all around me You could call 'em, "Russell" And they ain't even into that tussle 'Cause all they know is in their muscle Put 'em in a body bag, that's a duffle 4-0 make 'em fly like Dumbo Add soda, and watch this shit bubble Whatever I drop, make it double I push weight, no muscles I nut, I cut, don't cuddle 'Cause all I know is stack like bundle My kicks, they crocodile My money long, couple miles She was at my crib, her knee was on the tiles (On the floor) She was eatin' on my child (Kids) I'ma shoot it at his dot like I'm Kyle Headshot, we don't want him to die slow Tallup same height as a dinosaur (Lah) I've gotten so much Bordens that I got bored Four niggas, four up in a four door (Lah) Hit the brakes on your block, jump out and score (Skrrt) Whatever your life's worth, my pockets worth more Now he in the dirt like a earthworm Thunder Plus 380, watch it thunderstorm If I'm getting knocked remember shit like Jason Bourne 'Cause [?] the day I was born Can't believe I won't see my bro anymore Like life's really hard without number 4 Can't believe I won't see my bro anymore Like life's really hard without number 4 [Chorus] Coolin' in the trap, count hundos I turn one into two, that's a labo Feds rush in your spot, don't fumble You better make it to the toilet, flush the cunto Fiend did a toke, made him mumble I sell hard, ask for soft, I won't say, "No" Finesse his ass, give him hard, now it's crumbled Why G teach you niggas how to hustle Coolin' in the trap, count hundos I turn one into two, that's a labo Feds rush in your spot, don't fumble You better make it to the toilet, flush the cunto Fiend did a toke, made him mumble I sell hard, ask for soft, I won't say, "No" Finesse his ass, give him hard, now it's crumbled Why G teach you niggas how to hustle [Verse 2] I could take a fiend, with a sample Iced up on the bricks, call it, "Trampled" These shots burn your skin like a candle Couldn't play ball, I ain't had no handles So I had to kick up in a bando I pull triggers like strings, like a banjo Big revy in my hand like Django Got a trap queen, Why G got a trap ho My glizzy so pretty, it could be a model I nut in her mouth, watch her gargle Late night, creep like a gargoyle Now you live under the soil I turn that stove onto boil Then I cook that coke into oil Then I whip it up, dry it on the foil Then I whip it up, dry it on the foil [Chorus] Coolin' in the trap, count hundos I turn one into two, that's a labo Feds rush in your spot, don't fumble You better make it to the toilet, flush the cunto Fiend did a toke, made him mumble I sell hard, ask for soft, I won't say, "No" Finesse his ass, give him hard, now it's crumbled Why G teach you niggas how to hustle Coolin' in the trap, count hundos I turn one into two, that's a labo Feds rush in your spot, don't fumble You better make it to the toilet, flush the cunto Fiend did a toke, made him mumble I sell hard, ask for soft, I won't say, "No" Finesse his ass, give him hard, now it's crumbled Why G teach you niggas how to hustle

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