AC on Cool

Collect calls from my dog hit my other line
Put 100 on his books make sure my brother fine
The feds was watching at the time so I couldn't rep on it
They love me and respect me 'cause I done stretched something

I'm in my rental car
I'm swerving like subpoenas
AC on Cool only thing hot is the heater
When I was broke I couldn't drop a bag
I'm getting money now
Ain't used to sending hits I'm still gone drop the mask
Stayed quiet about it
I'll get up on that stand and I'll lie about it
Your son was acting like a gangster why you crying about it
Ain't nan n at his funeral came to slide about it
Let's switch the topic up

My buddy call him dub lock it up l rock it up
He got a wait but know that AK left his pops stuck
I love the door swang
And I ain't into serving weed I love the cocaine
I love the dope game
Plug throw a brick I rebound and I'll box 'em out
Murder for hire show a picture and we gone crop 'em out
It's bout who keep they mouth closed when you done killed before
He had a jit up in his car I let him live before
These n playing gangster
Ain't nothing safe but a rubber I'm into staying dangerous
He went out like a coward I seen the n take the stand
He went from throwing up gang signs to pointing his hand
(These n bitch)

I'm in my rental car
I'm swerving like subpoenas
AC on Cool only thing hot is the heater
When I was broke I couldn't drop a bag
I'm getting money now
Ain't used to sending hits I'm still gone drop the mask
Stayed quiet about it
I'll get up on that stand and I'll lie about it
Your son was acting like a gangster why you crying about it
Ain't nan n at that funeral came to slide about it
Let's switch the topic up

I need a mil I can't layup
If you don't swallow I get rude
Make me skeet all on your makeup
If this your dog and you with him you gone die tonight
Hit the lights get off he line 'em up make sure you dot 'em right
She like it nasty cut the camera on record her
Walk up quiet bullets flying hear them choppas get noisy
We hit the club it's a party
Trying to get rich like I'm Roddy you'll die tryna to stop me
I'm fking shhh she kinda toxic
She can't be mad at me for long
I call her private when she block me
In county jail you had to box me
We got white like Hunter we got brown like Foxy

I'm in my rental car
I'm swerving like subpoenas
AC on Cool only thing hot is the heater
When I was broke I couldn't drop a bag
I'm getting money now
Ain't used to sending hits I'm still gone drop the mask
Stayed quiet about it
I'll get up on that stand and I'll lie about it
Your son was acting like a gangster why you crying about it
Ain't nan n at his funeral came to slide about it
Let's switch the topic up



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