Nitti - I'm Cool lyrics

[Intro] (f**in hustlin, Gucci) "This a Nitty beat!" (Gucci, look how we back n***a!) (Ay) Geah (Wha**up?) Uh, uh, uh (I heard about your new deal) Gucci Mane (They can't hate no mo') Man, look like a million dollar (They can't hate no mo' n***a) (We gotta get this money, that's right 'kay?) (Let's go) [Gucci Mane] I count a hundred grand then I ate some cereal Then stuffed a half a brickie in a box of Cheerios Hoes like "Gucci Mane I seen your video" Two Atlanta cars, ostriched interiors Twenty million dollars in the seat is you serious? Some millions up front for the kid, they furious G4 flights, club life they Leer'n me ("This a Nitty beat!") I don't think they hearin me Eighty thousand dollars for a track, you kiddin me Gucci Mane's back and they can't get rid of me A multi-million dollar business mogul I'm fin' to be On 106 & Park, too yellow my j**elry Yo' girl was a j**eler, seen da Bueller I run so much ice I should of bought my cooler Yo' girl want to lay up, see the Jacob Crazy color chain lookin like a laser [Hook] A multi-million dollar man, yeah that's true (Gucci let's trick off a mill' or two) Yeah, that's cool We're the Vegas of Miami, East and West coast too Then she tell me that she want it then I say it's cool Big ballers shy callers top notch girls too Can I take you out for dinner? She said "Yeah, that's cool" And them numbers that you did, I'mma do times two (Wanna hit this mid Gucci) sh** dawg, I'm cool I'm cool (yeah) and she cool (yeah) And he cool (yeah) and we cool (yeah) So, be cool (yeah) and do you (yeah) And how you? (Yeah) Cause we cool (yeah) [Gucci Mane] I got a eight bedroom with a lakeside view Own eight Maserratis with the offset boots Last year this time I was on the two Chamillion painted old school means it's changin hues Murder charge, gun charges, aggravated a**ault First day out of jail man I bought the bar My second day out of jail man I bought the car Every day of the week, I f**in did a Ferrari Gotta take every girl to a different mall Southern Catholic, Fifth Plaza, man I love to ball Cake boy, cake girls, man I love 'em all Got forty thousand dollars in my Gucci drawers, p**y~! And I ain't even re'd up yet But like the repo man the whole hood in debt Uhh, and I ain't even re'd up yet But like the repo man the whole hood in debt, it's Gucci [Hook]