I’m Coolin lyrics

by

Fat Trel


[Chorus]
I’m hooving I’m hooming
Pull up I’m cruising
I’m f*cking with fool
We ride with tools
Your b*tch she choosin
The di*k she chew
The glit the Uz
You know we shootin

[Bridge]
The District of Columbia
Young n*gga get ya shmoney up
Just a bunch of young n*ggas gettin money up

[Chorus]
Hoof, hoomin, finesse, maneuver
We flex I’m shootin, Techs.. Rugers
Hoof, hoomin, finesse, maneuver
We flex I’m shootin, Techs.. Rugers
Hoof, hoomin, finesse, maneuver
We flex I’m shootin, Techs.. Rugers
I'm chillin, Im coolin
She goosing, she choosing
I book her, she text
I f*ck her, she boosted
Hoof, hoomin, finesse, maneuver
We flex I’m shootin, Techs.. Rugers
I'm chillin, Im coolin
She goosing, she choosing
I book her, she text
I f*ck her, she boosted
[Verse 1: Money Montana]
I’m hooving I’m hooming
Pull up I’m cruising
I’m f*cking with fool
We ride with tools
Your b*tch she choosin
The di*k she chew
The glit the Uz
You know we shootin

[Verse 1]
I’m sipping on lean that's my medicine
My glad bad is a veteran
I got an old thot she a veteran
Hit the pot spending extra
Hit the block then I check
Bad b*tch give me neck
Know I got my respect
South Side what I rep
Money Montana hooming
Pull up on me and I'm shootin
Pull up on ya in a coupe
Bad b*tch drop the roof
She get me the bag I get the work
She know what it is I need the perc
I’m sipping the lean I need the perc
I plot on a fiend I got the work
[Chorus]
Hoof, hoomin, finesse, maneuver
We flex I’m shootin, Techs.. Rugers
Hoof, hoomin, finesse, maneuver
We flex I’m shootin, Techs.. Rugers
Hoof, hoomin, finesse, maneuver
We flex I’m shootin, Techs.. Rugers
I'm chillin, Im coolin
She goosing, she choosing
I book her, she text
I f*ck her, she boosted
Hoof, hoomin, finesse, maneuver
We flex I’m shootin, Techs.. Rugers
I'm chillin, Im coolin
She goosing, she choosing
I book her, she text
I f*ck her, she boosted

[Verse 2]
Giuseppes, them Pumas
The 30 a ruler
I’m shootin Madula
I’m ugly I’m coolin
Watch how I live at the toola
The sh*t man it sound like bazooka
The Uz the Ruger
As long as he dying I'm coolin
I be the sh*t like its 2 of me
She hit the floor and start chewing me
These b*tches don’t know what to do with me
My mama said they just be using me
I’m with the sh*t with the foolery
Looking Rolex in the jewelry
I’m with the killers the coonery
You see me you know that the tool with me
Bafoonery.. stress.. the stretching.. the estra
Colossal.. symmetric.. check it.. respect it
This money.. success.. we flex.. collect
You broke.. in debt
That’s backwards.. I'm cappin
[Chorus]
Hoof, hoomin, finesse, maneuver
We flex I’m shootin, Techs.. Rugers
Hoof, hoomin, finesse, maneuver
We flex I’m shootin, Techs.. Rugers
Hoof, hoomin, finesse, maneuver
We flex I’m shootin, Techs.. Rugers
I'm chillin, Im coolin
She goosing, she choosing
I book her, she text
I f*ck her, she boosted
Hoof, hoomin, finesse, maneuver
We flex I’m shootin, Techs.. Rugers
I'm chillin, Im coolin
She goosing, she choosing
I book her, she text
I f*ck her, she boosted
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