Coolin'

I'm coolin I'm chillin
Just groovy just fine oh I
I'm coolin I'm chillin
Just groovy just fine oh I
I'm coolin I'm chillin
Just groovy just fine oh I
I'm coolin I'm chillin
Just groovy just fine oh I

Blocking out the worlds problems
Got get my head right
My patna hit my cell
Bout to hit the streets get my fit tight
Keep my circle small
You cut em off they up n left
But I'm up in comin like a sunrise
Haters mad but no surprise
All I know is my team eatin
Kush Lean
On them party packs
A couple Xans
And a couple shots
Yeah
That's a triple double
Im on the block and scorin
Too clutch no Robert Horry
So take the time
Sit back relax
And enjoy my story
Never let these niccas get to me
I'm a quarterback with a monster line
And you niccas actin like bitches
Monster High Punchline
It's showtime
Bugatti on the beat
And it's Grizzle Man
With the KO on the 1s and 2s
What I say to dude

I'm coolin I'm chillin
Just groovy just fine oh I
I'm coolin I'm chillin
Just groovy just fine oh I
I'm coolin I'm chillin
Just groovy just fine oh I
I'm coolin I'm chillin
Just groovy just fine oh I
I'm coolin I'm chillin
Just groovy just fine oh I
I'm coolin I'm chillin
Just groovy just fine oh I



Credits
Writer(s): Jerome Selman
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