letra de cooling with my bandz - fbg duck, king lil jay & boss krizzy
[intro: fbg duck]
yeah
i be coolin’ with my bands
(copo, ahahahaha)
[chorus: fbg duck]
i’m so in love with money, i be coolin’ with my bands (my bands)
my hitters on alert and they be blowin’ like the wind
when i feel good, i get high with my money
they like, “how the f-ck you do that?” pass the loud to my money
i’m so in love with money, i be coolin’ with my bands (my bands)
my hitters on alert and they be blowin’ like the wind (let’s get it)
when i feel good, i get high with my money (fbg sh-t, yeah)
they like, “how the f-ck you do that?” pass the loud to my money (fbg, b-tch)
[verse 1: fbg duck]
i do me (me), m-st-rbation (let’s gеt it)
a lot of bottles and loud (loud), celebration (go)
b-tchеs on me ’cause i upgraded (silly b-tch)
but no relations, i only want education (heh?)
i was a boss since i was fifteen (fifteen)
i was at the red light ’til it switched green (yoom)
these n-ggas broke, i’ll show you how to get green (money)
my lil’ n-gga shootin’ choppers, only thirteen (grrlah)
i’m like, “silly b-tch” (b-tch), “follow the leader” (let’s get it)
“just watch and learn” (learn), “i’ll be the teacher” (go)
we’ll climb through your window, late night creepers (uh-huh)
then get right back to that dough like we makin’ pizza (l’s)
[chorus: fbg duck & king lil jay]
i’m so in love with money, i be coolin’ with my bands (my bands)
my hitters on alert and they be blowin’ like the wind
when i feel good, i get high with my money
they like, “how the f-ck you do that?” pass the loud to my money
i’m so in love with money, i be coolin’ with my bands (let’s get it)
(double-0, catch up, lil’ ho)
my hitters on alert and they be blowin’ like the wind (catch up)
when i feel good, i get high with my money (this that otg sh-t)
they like, “how the f-ck you do that?” pass the loud to my money (l’s)
[verse 2: king lil jay]
most n-ggas, they hate on me, i wonder why (why?)
because i’m double-0 and i’m so f-ckin’ fly (double-0, lil’ ho)
stay rollin’ that dope, i stay super fried (that tooka pack)
n-gga, i’m a god, i should’ve been crucified (argh)
don’t make me teach your ass a lesson, call me the teacher
roll up that dope, i stay smokin’ keshia (that loud)
dressed in all-black, call me a reaper (err)
and i stay gettin’ opp top by this opp ho named canita (opp, top)
otg (otg), b-tch, that’s only the gang (squad)
you know me, i’m double-0 (double-0), i f-ck with anti-lames (no)
so if you ain’t part of my squad, you can go that way (goofy)
i’m coolin’ where it ain’t safe, we got guns in this place (boom, boom, boom), ‘ville
[chorus: fbg duck & boss krizzy]
i’m so in love with money, i be coolin’ with my bands (my bands)
my hitters on alert and they be blowin’ like the wind
when i feel good, i get high with my money
they like, “how the f-ck you do that?” pass the loud to my money
i’m so in love with money, i be coolin’ with my bands (my bands)
my hitters on alert and they be blowin’ like the wind (kreed da don, otg sh-t)
when i feel good, i get high with my money (number 35)
they like, “how the f-ck you do that?” pass the loud to my money
[verse 3: boss krizzy]
addicted to the money, kreed da don, let’s get it
addicted to the money, all my n-ggas, they with it (krizzy)
no losses ’cause i’m addicted to winnin’ (yeah)
chasin’ that bag, so it’s money over b-tches (you know)
got it on me, stay strapped with the tool, boy
a young boss n-gga, yeah, i got it tattooed, boy
know i couple shottas, yeah, i call ’em the rude boys
call my n-gga duck, so you better be cool, boy
man up, band up, my n-ggas got their bands up
shoot the .40 at him, make a n-gga start dancin’ (bah, bah)
smokin’ on the loud, got a n-gga like, “d-mn, son”
otg n-gga, all my real n-ggas stand up (huh?)
kreed, i’m with it (okay)
i’m on the block and i get it (okay)
my whole team, we in it (uh-huh)
screamin’ out, “let’s get it” (l’s)
my loud pack is exquisite (exquisite), so loud that you can’t hear it (unh-uh)
my whole team, we winnin’ (yeah), you other n-ggas is finished (they done)
real n-gga since day one, kreed da don that n-gga
otg, this a takeover, you f-ck n-ggas, you finished (f-ck ’em)
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