The Cool lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, uh
Straight forward, no hooks
It's like this, yuh

[Verse]
I'm glad I found this
Took off at 12 and now I'm grounded
The closet is so surrounded
Casey on the announcements
Mixtape coming, go ahead and announce it, yo
I want to be a superstar, mama
Gucci pants and fancy cars, mama
Me and my n*ggas buying out bars, mama
Living life no commas, straight through
Mary Jane the only one that need to break through
And when the money comes, trust me, I'ma take you
And God can't put me to my faith too
And all the wifies, I never hate you
Always love B, never replace you
n*ggas stalking my swag but I can't erase you
Iller than ill
One Casey gram, chicks loving the pills
And I'm above in the hills
But icy girls loving them chills
I give them every time they see me
Throw your CD out the window like I would do [?]
You fake posers, I hit 'em in their noses
Until I see blood all over their clothes-es
I keep going, tight pants but you n*ggas ain't knowing
Graduated now my sh*t growing
Y'all in the wrong space me and my n*ggas towing
Where you going?
Wannabes get on their knees, no homo
We go where the dough go
They on us like Lil Wayne flows though
Skateboard kicked and push, like the dojo
Y'all n*ggas know though
You can't tell me nothing like a fourteen year old, it's K West
I'm not serious with it but I can hang with their best
Got the [?] n*gga but it stay test
You n*ggas losers like paid sex and I'm a paid bet
And I'm waiting to re-up
When it comes to breasts, can I at least get some B-cups?
Ps & Cs up, getting my cheese up
So my closet and baller status can speed up
And in life, bums don't care
And everybody from somewhere
The birds and the Benz and wheels [?] the snares
Will stitch up at the chance
Will keep all the [?] out your hair
I'm in apartment but the penthouse will care
And the mansions won't even listen
And everybody spittin', they got me still tippin'
And all these shoulders flippin', my silk jeans zippin'
n*gga my swag is so pimpin'