Cookie Money - Be Cool lyrics

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Cookie Money - Be Cool lyrics

[Hook] Be cool I got k**as in the cut bruh They tote drums and they all tryna' murk some I'm an alphabet boy I'm from east Oakland No mollies but the bodies got us turnt up (2x) [Verse 1: Cookie Money] It's 2 in the morning and we on 1 No shootas' ride with us call we all bust Tryna' catch this n***a slippin' heard he at the club Out trickin' with them b**hes tryna' find love You showed her where you live boy you f**ed up [?] strategic not sloppy n***a we on point 5 choppas in the Benz with just a few blunts We knock yo a** down and then we back up I tell em' get down or lay down like [?] Poppin' bottles coppin' whips like Meek and them Cookie Money it's the mob and we came to win I'm an unsigned artist but in the rarest Benz [Hook] [Verse 2: Elzie] I done seen it firsthand, take a gun and k**ed the livin' The ultimate sin just hope that it was no witness Goons all in my circle, n***as that I grew up with First Glock I ever held instantly I fell in love with it G19 held 18 yeah that thing was lovin' Trigger finger itchin' one wrong move it could get ugly Not scared, I'm just cautious Not into taking losses I done seen too many bodies drop and ain't tryna' be in no coffin East Oakland a warzone and right now the war on Black gloves, black mask, chopper under that peacoat Westside we mobbin' Benjamins we stackin' Got a problem n***a then solve it This Glock know mathematics [Hook]