Coo, Calm, Collected

Okay im cool calm collected
Till one of these niggas disrespect it
Nah this ain't a threat this a message
Check it
Play with the gang it get hectic
When i take a hoe ima give the bitch back
You get the thot bitch pregnant
And I did some shit that I can't take back
So i probably won't stop living reckless

Know the za be the smell on me
But i just left my bitch and she left her Chanel on me
I just hope they don't bail on me
Shit Or worse try to tell on me
I'm putting shells on him
Know I probably got mail on me
Rocking cocaine whites it look like it just hailed on them
Really having that smell on me
Nigga say he the plug all he got is a scale on him
But i like the feel of it
Been smoking since 11 and nigga i still love it
Aye I get a feel for it
Had to slow down on drinking but shit i might still pour it
I'm the type just too real for it
Fuck it give them some more when i blow they gone billboard it
Might just hop out and steal shorty
They know this be that shit make yo bitch take a kneel for it

But i'm cool calm collected
Till one of these niggas disrespect it
Nah this ain't a threat this a message
Check it
Play with the gang it get hectic
When i take a hoe ima give the bitch back
You get the thot bitch pregnant
And I did some shit that I can't take back
So i probably won't stop living reckless

Aye I'm Mr. Tweak on a beat
But you won't see me beef on a tweet
And you ain't finna see me with a bitch after dark
Shit unless she a freak in the sheets
Told a bitch if she ain't got a role play her part
Cause you can't just be sleeping with me
And I'm hipped so ima play dumb be smart but i already know how it be

Aye i'm on the block like craig n dayday
Why the fuck would I wait for a pay day
The za coming in and I'm getting off straight 8ths
Used to get the bootlegs off of rayray
Think I'm claustrophobic tell a fuck nigga backup
If he play gone be hollering out mayday
We been whooping her kids since like elementary
Bruh you not a opp you a baybay
And i'm getting higher than usual, pluto
Fire that shit back to back for the uno
Yea you outta yo mind you think im finna trick
Bitch you might as well sell out yo culo
That's for surely my dawg i ain't nothing like vick
I'll never do my nigga like Cujo
Probably still in the field like a Juco
Know i'm still with that heat like i'm Fugo
Awe shit i meant Fuego
Bruh just keep dropping lines in his Faygo
You too soft she gone do what i say so
She cute in the face and she thicker than mayo
Fuck attention i just want the pesos
Uncle keep calling telling me lay low
What the fuck why that boy toting dracos
Mama be calm this that shit off of Halo

Yea
That shit off of Halo
Mama be calm
Nigga don't stress
This that shit off of Halo
Yea
Why that boy toting Draco's



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Writer(s): Garion Bradley
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