oliversdior - bool Lyrics

Finna step out I'm real stunna
All the freak bitches say I'm fly
Got a rock tee on Nirvana
Run the shit back like two times
That's a bad bitch but I don't want her
I been thinking about dropping mine
Rock a white tee I look stellar
Got a young bitch on her grind
All the rich hoes say I'm fine

And this drip ain't cost one dime
Got a freak bitch she on go
Whenever I tell that ho she mine
Rock a Moncler, it get cold
My shoes are Margiela, tee Number Nine
Rocking undercover denim
Alyx backpack gotta hold my grinder
Finna smoke this za outside
I ain't got no manners, finna hit that ghanja
This ho tryna give me head I told that bitch "hey, what's your problem?"
I'm with Tris in CLT and we real deal bool
Ain't got no problem
He the real deal, a day one
I love that boy he ain't no problem
And my chest is starting to hurt
It's probably the drugs a nigga been taking
F*ck hoes up out of my turf
I f*cked this one bitch she Jamaican
F*ck hoes up out of my turf
F*cking with this one bitch and she blasian
Mama said "stop all that smoking"
Ain't what she used to and she Haitian
In a Q5 V6 twins yeah a nigga counting up
Yeah a nigga he racing

I had to keep my shit tucked
F*ck all them niggas looked down on us
Niggas that switched up
F*ck all them niggas looked down on us
Now they want hang with us
All them niggas praying on the downfall

Finna step out I'm real stunna
All the freak bitches say I'm fly
Got a rock tee on Nirvana
Run the shit back like two times
That's a bad bitch but I don't want her
I been thinking about dropping mine
Rock a white tee I look stellar
Got a young bitch on her grind
All the rich hoes say I'm fine
And this drip ain't cost one dime