letra de coolin' - joey jester
(verse 1: jodye)
p-ss me your cellular, if you are not regular degular
none of these b-tches ahead of ya, none of these n-ggas can get at ya
i cannot handle the fakeness, i cannot f-ck with that chick if she basic
finessing these n-ggas for bracelets
talking about doing but no motivation
collecting that fafsa but no graduation
i’m looking for a down to ride
come to my city lotta homicide
girls suicide n-ggas doing time
who am i? just another guy out the riverside tryna make it shine
where the light don’t reach and the teachers don’t teach and all my youngins screaming f-ck the police
outfits is calm with my yeezys
b-tches around me too easy
i just go text me a biddie
shawty just snap me her t-tties
i was like, really? how did your day go? i need me that b-tch from oswego
shawty just dress and it’s fuego
need me a shorty that stacked like a lego
she gotta have goals and some morals
got me obsessed with her photos
made me think back just like coño
what was i doing with my life when these hoes wanna do me trife? not another night
i must been smoking that jane, i need to grow up that’s word to elaine
ya call it obsessing i call it accepting my blessings
holy moly talking about a rollie never p-ss it like i’m kobe
you my one and only, wildin’ out if you ever leave me lonely
pull up like i’m sting mixed with mick foley
that’s different i’m kidding let’s focus on living
f-ck all the sinning, speaking of jesus my pieces keep freezing
just like my heart when i peeped you on ig that weekend i’m feening
they jack your style (they jack your style)
can’t crack your smile (can’t crack your smile)
(hook)
she said what’s new ? i’m coolin’, i’m coolin’, i’m coolin’
i’m good, i’m coolin’, i’m coolin’
i’m posted in the booth
i’m coolin’, i’m coolin’, i’m coolin’ (only ask if you with it, only ask if you with it)
she good, she coolin’, she coolin’, she coolin’ (when are we linking? when are we?)
(verse 2: joey)
it’s the weekend baby let me take you on a ride
she don’t want a man and i don’t want a bride
b-tches be lebron tryna get a ring
cuff any n-gga that do anything
i’m not from the streets and i don’t even scam
shooting with my shot with the thots on the gram
she loving my flow and my vibes on the beat
she told me keep grinding you’ll sign in a week
the music with jodye is nothing but heat
take her downtown on a tuesday
cop a hotel for the huge rate
tarantino films what would you say ?
k!ll bill , pulp fiction
i’m loving this drink she mixin’
sippin’ and sippin’ in love with the diction
i take off her clothes off in the kitchen
wearing victoria, i’m rocking some tommy
wild for the night, she calling me rocky
know i controlla, she calling me aubrey
ain’t n0body that can really stop me
murder the beat, check the autopsy
what you tryna do when the sun down ?
what you tryna do when we break night?
it’s the late night and we cruising
it’s the late night and we coolin
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