Coolin

(album: Nobody (Part II) - 2015)

Cooling with my youngins
Cooling with my youngins
Still...
Cooling with my youngins
I'm still cooling with my
Still cooling with my
Almighty, cooling with my
Cooling with my
Cooling with my

I'm still cooling with my youngins
It's still 300 on them motherfuckers
Still got 300 guns
I'm still cooling with my youngins
They still beat like some drums
Still tote 30 poppers
Shooting every block up

I'm booling with my youngins
Bitch, cooling with my youngins
Smoking tutu with my youngins
I still pull up in that Audi
You still pull up in that Honda
I'm still smoking marijuana
What the judge told me not to
Got a 100 thou in my pocket
50 in one and 50 in the other
They say that he gon' rob me
But Almighty know he wasn't
'Cause you know about us
We gon' cause a massacre
Got Glocks, FNs, and choppers
We gon' come through, damage ya

I'm still cooling with my youngins
It's still 300 on them motherfuckers
Still got 300 guns
I'm still cooling with my youngins
They still beat like some drums
Still tote 30 poppers
Shooting every block up

All I hang with is killers
We don't snitch
We just come through killing niggas
We don't bitch
Smoking on this '93 fuel, bitch
Me and my youngins fuck you and your crew, bitch
Pistols aimed at you, bitch

I'm still cooling with my youngins
It's still 300 on them motherfuckers
Still got 300 guns
I'm still cooling with my youngins
They still beat like some drums
Still tote 30 poppers
Shooting every block up