Too Cool

[Verse 1]
Uh, Black goofy, cashmere sweaters
Candy brand new man in last year's sweaters
Get your money right
Then you come and speak to me
Sounding like Hov
But you looking kinda Bleek to me
Man it's more than just the outfit
See it's more about the cheese
And the shorty you come out with
And she gotta look ripe
If I hear the hunny cook right
Then you know your hunny getting took right? right
Does she know that you're hating?
Cocky too, does she even know that you're faking?
Ain't it funny how this dude here gon fuck with pigs
But he never come home with bacon
Me! I'm eating fucked up chicken
In the coupe listening to Tswak Tswak Stick Em
Better move when you hear the clock start ticking
I ain't gotta rhyme the bar 'cause..

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[Verse 2]
I told mami I don't need you
See, me alone mami I can be cool
The outfit is GQ
Inside is white but the coupe be the same colour beetroot
Cracking jokes with ?
Belt match shoes like I know where Milan is
Know where the don is
Find me in the room where the tailor be
Busy getting clothes from designers
Peep the dope that we conjure
Broads be like no buti lo hi chimanga
Hoes be like, no, mix the dro with the ganja
You know me I'm dope like Fino and Dbanj
The whole stage be like boom
Outfit is rare, looking strange in the room
Ring on my pinky done changed with the mood
Me I'm too cool

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