The Bool
(专辑: The Lost Tapes - 2021)
Hmm, rest in peace Buck, free Sunny Rest in peace Whites Mm-hm, what's up boy-boy? Huh, if I
crash the
foreign, ok (Jb, why they mad?) Huh, something new, Drakie beams Scope, huh Hmm, what's up Smokey The
Boss It's that eastside, ain't it Huh, if I
crash the
foreign off the
drank I'ma blame it on mud Hoe feeling euphoric 'round gang, she blamed it on drugs Huh, I'm important and famous, I
don't give out hugs (Nah) Her bitch can't no makeup on my Bape tee, I'm too bool for that (What else?) Yeah, tell that hoe, "Fuck one of my niggas." But this ain't baby money (Nah) Huh, I
won't give everybody down for shit 'cause I
don't pay for pussy Long live Grills, Lil Tay-B, know I
go brazy for 'em (Hmm) Huh, Scuba Steve off in that water, out in Navy world (Hol' up!) Huh, niggas tryna ride my wave It's a
green life, and them Cubin links who walk onto a
stain (Ha) I
know niggas wanna chill with me 'cause I'm gon' smoke they favorites Anytime I
catch them niggas outside acting like they dangerous Now listen (What time it is?) [?] (Who I'm is?) Lemme hollow that door! I
only got love for the
niggas with me (Ok) I
know that they up they guns on them niggas we (Ok) Huh, bitch we go home the
way we came, you see the
bigger picture Huh, we got shit to live for, huh, leave your tap open, like a
fifth of liquor (Damn) Hmm, this shit settle like Henny Fucking like we wanted the
baby We had to set up types, uh (Mm-hm) Looked a
nigga in his eyes, tell him he gon' die tonight I
pull up all red with this bitch like I'm a
fire hydrant I
have the
smoke like them firefighters (Mm) Bitch, I
think I'm David Ruffin with a
Draco (I mean) Bitch, I'll sing to your bitch and shoot your face up (I will!) Bitch, baby-man with me, where your sister at? (Haha) Bitch, beam-beam with me, where your mama nap? (Mama, huh, huh) Bitch, ham on some pussy, where your grandma Yam? (Huh) Bitch, Mark want some pussy but don't tell his baby mama, she might do some' to him (Huh, huh) Then I'm gon' have to kill her and go raise my nigga children Moral of the
story, I'm with murderers and niggas who be freaking all the
hoochies Smashing shit before I
was reaching it, I
ain't even 'bout the
Gucci (Uh) I'ma tell my ass I
go Missy Eliot on that coochie Uh, who got the
keys to my ride? (Beep-beep, who got the
keys?) I
ain't drive shit 2K, but this Wockhardt, with a
live bitch Huh, free Rick, free my baby G
[?] (Hm) Huh, one of my gang members loud, 'bout to pull up with fast sticks Huh, I've been a
trooper 'fore Park Pearson, I
ain't laugh since Huh, I'm at A, not no go fish, that's why we ride tents Get a
bitch married, angel on demon time, showed her nine tricks (What else?) Huh, do some special shit for me 'cause I
ain't normal I
clutched the
blick when niggas stepping close to be 'cause I
ain't cordial (What else?) Get the
drip, and from my head to toes on fleek and [?] Huh, we might drop them niggas 'cross the
street, blame it on bordom She had her tongue out soon as she turned twenty-three, blame it on Jordan (Damn!) That nigga died during combat, tried to tell him he was immortal Huh, told him he can't come back, this real life, ain't no portals (Damn!) Huh, this not Rick and Morty, throw bullets like Blake Bortles (Hmm) Huh, you be faking 'bout your game like Blake Griffin Around us you aligned but turned up 'round new niggas Hmm, weird, huh, thought he was a
introvert Huh, really we just had that nigga shook 'cause we put in work (Hmm, what else?) Huh, got a
forty inch vert on that bop stick (Hmm) Yeah, had that bitch to go uptown so we can drop shit Hmm, who I'm is? (Bingo) Bingo, hol' up! Huh I
ain't got no friends with me (Nah) I
relate to every last one of my mans with me (My family) Hmm, this the
family Huh, damn right, her booty boom in bed, man, my [?] (What else?) Huh, damn right, that choppa put went thirty-one and put them bands right (Huh) Huh, damn right, her lil' Jay and Los' gon' put they hands on me (What else?) [?] got free smoke for any nigga that ain't never had none' (Uh) Huh, couple loose racks and 20's, rubberband it up (Rubberband it up) Huh, deep as fuck, nah, that ain't my biddy, bitch, this our shit (Nigga) Hmm Gonna run this bitch into Detroit nigga, this ours, nigga Big squad, hmm Huh, been ready to rock out, nigga Huh, I
know Petty and them gon' pop out, nigga Huh, we be on the
shit they not 'bout, huh, nigga Huh, we set the
screen, this a
knockdown, hmm, nigga Huh, that FN make 'em [?] stick (Nigga) Huh, but I
got Steves and B-Reefs sitting in the
paint, what he gon' do with them? (Run) Huh, it go Kay-D, it go B-Wayne, it go Day Bo (Nigga) On some shit that have a
nigga dancing stupid, look like Faybo (Nigga) Huh, we shoot wherever we at, the
AR GoPro (Nigga) Got tied and scored thirty in the
hood, I
had to go pro (Nigga) Huh, all the
old women love me 'cause I'm him, not them (Mm-Hm) Matter fact all the
women love me 'cause I'm him, not them (Ahh) I'm at the
spot with the
cameras on in the
random bedrooms (Shhh) Her nigga try to slide down our block he gon' lose a
random pair of limbs (What else?) Huh, we be too illegal for a
boat ride (Hmm) Feel like the
coastguard was watching us the
whole time (No kizzy) We living with some Wockhardt, two bowls, 'bout four .9's Huh, ready for the
trap war or a
gun fight 'cause it could go down (Uhhh) Huh, I'm that motherfucker matter the
where you at Huh, me gorilla, I
ain't never been no scary cat (Nah) Huh, when we leave the
scene, it's routine, here come the
paramedics Huh, if I
was seen, Joe Billy Jean, bet she was buried next Huh, if I
crash the
foreign off the
drank I'ma blame it on mud Hoe feeling euphoric 'round gang, she blamed it on drugs Huh, I'm important and famous, I
don't give out hugs Her bitch can't no makeup on my Bape tee, I'm too bool for that Yeah, tell that hoe, "Fuck one of my niggas." But this ain't baby money (Hmm) Huh, I
won't give everybody down for shit 'cause I
don't pay for pussy (Hmm) Long live Grills, Lil Tay-B, know I
go brazy for 'em (Nah) Huh, Scuba Steve off in that water, out in Navy world (What else?)