Playin It Cool

[Chorus]
I'm in Amiri, ain't rockin' no Ksubis
Nigga we ain't savin' these hoes, we ain't stupid
Bitch tryna fuck me, I'm playin' it cool
His hoe wan' fuck me, I'm playin' it cool
Ran up my money, I'm playin' it cool
I bought them diamonds, I'm playin' it cool
Sippin', I'm noddin off, she think I'm rude
They don't get money, them lil' niggas stupid
I'm out in traffic, I'm swaying the coupe
Ferrari Spider, his bitch out the roof
Pass them big racks to my twin when I'm through
Ain't selling out, that's some shit I can't do
Sell out the show, and then fucked on some groupies
I remain the same, nigga, know I stay true
No, I ain't change up, but I'm still improving
And she think she the one, all these hoes be delusional

[Verse 1]
Know that my money insane, I don't know what to do with it
These niggas asking to lick, and she know what to do with it
It's a new day, I woke up in a new city
(It's a new day, I woke up in a new city)
Hittin' his hoe from the back, now we making a movie
I don't do capping, yeah, fuck all the bullshit
Doing all that capping, get hit with the full clip

[Verse 2]
Way outta space, I'm too geeked
Yeah, I don't want her if she ain't a freak
None of these hoes is for me, ha
Extended mag, sit on the seat
I'm in Miami, sippin' Wock' on the beach
We on a yacht sippin' Wock' on the weekend
Know I do like four M's for a meeting
We by the ocean, I might put my feet in
We having motion, lil' bitch, you can see it
I got my ex-bitch, she still tryna-
Fuck it, my new bitch, she say I'm conceited
It ain't 'bout money, lil' nigga, then beat it
I'm up in Goyard, bitch, I'm rockin'-
I'm up in Goyard, bitch, I don't fuck with Neimans
These niggas hating, I-
Yeah, these niggas hating, I peep it

[Chorus]
I'm in Amiri, ain't rockin' no Ksubis
Nigga we ain't savin' these hoes, we ain't stupid
Bitch tryna fuck me, I'm playin' it cool
His hoe wan' fuck me, I'm playin' it cool
Ran up my money, I'm playin' it cool
I bought them diamonds, I'm playin' it cool
Sippin', I'm noddin off, she think I'm rude
They don't get money, them lil' niggas stupid
I'm out in traffic, I'm swaying the coupe
Ferrari Spider, his bitch out the roof
Pass them big racks to my twin when I'm through
Ain't selling out, that's some shit I can't do
Sell out the show, and then fucked on some groupies
I remain the same, nigga, know I stay true
No, I ain't change up, but I'm still improving
And she think she the one, all these bitches be stupid