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letra de bool - tripp campbell

hook:

i stay on the low low
i’m cool
i don’t f-ck with n-ggas anymore
and i fl!ck my wrist now
i’m cool
i feel so alone when i’m in the booth
got me a new b-tch now
she’s cool
but she’s really not the one for me
me & my brother real tight
we cool
if you f-ck w me he gon follow suit

verse:

where you been at in the east side
it’s cold
n-ggas fight you over some bars
and they always seem like
you’re cool
but it’s only when you in the room

verse:
(tripp campbell & kage)

f-ck all that i’m real nice (niice)
i got all my wise guys (crew)
shooting like it’s televised (shoot)
smoking like its mardi gras (smoke)
she’s on the phone it’s a guarantee (it’s secured)
slaughter the vag then i’m so fatigue (i’m exhausted)
but with all o’ this stress can’t fall asleep (it’s insomnia)
that sh-t keep me awake like a coffee bean (it’s that cocoa)
i been this way since all my teens (now i’m grown)
trapping the same but without the lean (oh no no no)
came a long way from the that ivy league (oh na na na)
like i came all this way with a time machine (oh ma mama)
i still carried all o’ my anxiety

hook:

i stay on the low low
i’m cool
i don’t f-ck w n-gga anymore
and i fl!ck my wrist now
i’m cool
i feel so alone when i’m in the booth
got me a new b-tch now
she’s cool
but she’s really not the one for me
me my brother real tight
we cool
if you f-ck w me he gon follow suit

outtro:
(kage)

diamonds on my wrist yes i’m cool
smoking with your b-tch in my stu
come correct like nike my dude
i don’t really got sh-t to prove

- tripp campbell

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