Coolin lyrics

[Sample]
"Hey honey, what's for breakfast this morning?"
"n*gga please"
"Hey, can't you just tell me what's for breakfast?"
"n*gga please!"

[Verse: $ilkMoney]
All of these hoes be triflin', so my di*k ain't getting hype
Laughing at b*tches like ha, shorty you damn near a dyke
I'm a real picky ass n*gga, hoe I ain't no Sremmurd
I got me some types
Gotta be ebony, love me correctly
And that pus*y gotta be tight
She ask what we doing, I asked if she chewin
If I take her out for a bite
She said she was going, grab that b*tch a pole
And she throw to Rihanna all night, aye
Me and my n*ggas is eating, you hating
We obviously doing it right
I'm sounding like Ferb, take off with your sh*t
Like Perry b*tch I'm out of sight, aye

[Outro: $ilkMoney]
But I just be cooling for real, I just be cooling for real
I just be cooling for real, I just be cooling for real
I just be cooling for real, I just be cooling for real
I just be cooling for real, I just be cooling for real, aye