CKENT - Too Cool lyrics

[Hook] I think im too cool to not be f**ing yo b**h I'm dicking her down, she taking them hits She taking them hits, up out of my bong Yeah, boy i'm the sh** [Verse 1: Brandon Thomas] I said i'm too steezy In that lemon lime lamborghini I'm telling time on my Breitling n***a i'm fly, this sh** too easy And the hoes choosing when they see me It's $FD or die Cheifin on that fye With my n***a CKENT and we high And you know we makin moves f** that waitin sh**,that patient sh** I got yo b**h gettin naked, sh** I smash her then we shop an go eat dinner But she pay for it with yo funs while i'm getting dough My ocean view will make ya hoe nose run On the 25th floor in my condo Bad b**hes, got a lot of those And they in here, like swimwear And my kix rare, so thats tropical Shop till we drop, cop two pairs and an iced out watch For me and my b**h, just me and my b**h Yeah she scheme when she pissed Then i'm rolling up, the greenest of thrax, and i light me a spliff Cause i'm too cool to not be beating yo b**h out the frame She at my spot, she gave me top, and i skeeted in yo main I'm Brandon2nice, she know that cause i make her scream my name All this rose gold on my neck and wrist make these hoes go insane [Hook] [Verse 2: CKENT] I said i'm too cool to not be f**ing yo b**h Don't got to guess who f**in yo b**h $FD, you know we the sh** We'll smoke a zip at any location That calis what i'm blazin' Got a bad joint shes half asain And if she ain't here in five minutes This joint i'll be facin Man, i had to keep it a hunned In the vip getting blunted Young n***as into stuntin Roll up what you wantin Don't stunt them n***as who frontin I swear they don't want nothin I swear they all be bluffin Don't know why ya'll be cuffin The same hoes that drive my whip, that cook me sh** That posted up at the same place i'm paying rent Don't really make no sense, 2012 we ain't make no sense Nor no bills so i had to trap for tuition to pay my them bills Cook some mills and move some pills, cheffin sk**s i kept it trill I got soldiers in the field and they always keep it real Thats all i ask, is that too much All i know, is that too much Stuffed up in this dutch, and i'm with this b**h who dutch And she keep tellin' me i'm [Hook] [Outro] (Brandon Thomas) b**h know i'm fye, rollin up strong and we high My lips on the bong, her lips on my dick She love me but i don't know why, aye Said i don't know why Maybe i'm handsome or she like my rappin Or cause of my cash and luxurious mansion Them b**hes be callin and they be harrasin A n***a bout cashin and pa**ing them checks n***a you know that them hoes gonna flex (CKENT) Hoes gonna flex till you show em the chain Show em the chain, they remember yo name Member yo name, they'll throw you the brain f** out her brains till the b**h go insane b**h went insane and then asked for a ring So i rolled up some reefer and blew out some rings