Kool Aid Jammer
Aye, Tell 'em what's up
Yeah, tell 'em, tell 'em, what's up, yeah
We rippin' his body open, cool aid jammer fallin' out
I got the ahh, ahh
I got the ice drippin' right from my wrist
I got the- yeah, yeah
Scammers out on our block, cash 'em out
We got the drop from the opps, took the DoorDash route
My brother be trippin' when, he trip I cant stop 'em from sprayin
I got too many drugs in, my bag I move like Batman
I tell her what's up, uh, I tell her was- yeah
I tell her what's up, get the body from back of the truck
Pull out the Smith and Wesson better duck
Finish the mission, 'fore you lose your luck
Shot up lil' Kee, we takin' all his bucks
Roll down they block, I'm the Michelin Man
Caught 'em on live, he was with a trans
Step to your door I'm the Mail Man
We the shootin stars, going the moon
Yeah we gon' fix the whole world with the tools
We on, ugh, we on dummy mode, poppin' hella shrooms
Just like Call Of Duty, clearing out the room
We got all the money in the town takin' risk
Only way to go up, can't get lost in the abyss
Takin' right routes only, just to help the fucking kids
In the stu' with the potions, cooking up the fucking rifts
I got the ice drippin' right from my wrist
Scammers out on our block, cash 'em out
We got the drop from the opps, took the DoorDash route
My brother be trippin' when, he trip I cant stop 'em from sprayin
I got too many drugs in, my bag I move like Batman
Yeah, tell 'em, tell 'em, what's up, yeah
We rippin' his body open, cool aid jammer fallin' out
I got the ahh, ahh
I got the ice drippin' right from my wrist
I got the- yeah, yeah
Scammers out on our block, cash 'em out
We got the drop from the opps, took the DoorDash route
My brother be trippin' when, he trip I cant stop 'em from sprayin
I got too many drugs in, my bag I move like Batman
I tell her what's up, uh, I tell her was- yeah
I tell her what's up, get the body from back of the truck
Pull out the Smith and Wesson better duck
Finish the mission, 'fore you lose your luck
Shot up lil' Kee, we takin' all his bucks
Roll down they block, I'm the Michelin Man
Caught 'em on live, he was with a trans
Step to your door I'm the Mail Man
We the shootin stars, going the moon
Yeah we gon' fix the whole world with the tools
We on, ugh, we on dummy mode, poppin' hella shrooms
Just like Call Of Duty, clearing out the room
We got all the money in the town takin' risk
Only way to go up, can't get lost in the abyss
Takin' right routes only, just to help the fucking kids
In the stu' with the potions, cooking up the fucking rifts
I got the ice drippin' right from my wrist
Scammers out on our block, cash 'em out
We got the drop from the opps, took the DoorDash route
My brother be trippin' when, he trip I cant stop 'em from sprayin
I got too many drugs in, my bag I move like Batman
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Writer(s): Omari Sanchez
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