Young Lyric a.k.a Lyrikkal - Cool with Me lyrics

[Intro: Jermaine Dupri] Miss Mulatto, Lil Niqo, Lil Poopy, Supa Peach [Verse 1: Young Lyric] Young Lyric! (Lets Go), Uh They call me lyric cause I'm lyrical Not like any other individual, I Am indivisible, you should wanna be invisible It could get physical, guarantee you I will not lose Only 15 got em' singing the blues Leave em' in critical condition that's what I do, I do Position myself to be better than you, than you To me it ain't nothing, I play by my rules End of discussion I lit up a fuse Blew up you and ya' whole crew, BOOM! Watch it, colossal 2016 (crew, crew) [Verse 2: Lil Niqo] I'm ridin' clean through the city, like a 6 four impala Been warming up for a minute I guess I'm just getting hotter So fresh I still pop my collar I'm a boss you a toddler Fake friends like 4 quarters cause they change for a dollar, (hold up) Switch up the flow, just copped some Jordan's I need me some mo' Leading a marathon homie you slow Need a feature? Let my manager know You ain't talking business then I gotta go I don't need the key I kick open the door Can't see a red light when you always on go Pop a goal you know I gotta score, Niqo yeah [Chorus: Miss Mulatto] I say uh, you got a flow that's cool with me I say uh, you got a show that's cool with me Uh, you got a lil' dough, lil' j**elry Uh, wait nun' of y'all, nun' of y'all can fool with me I say uh, you got a flow that's cool with me I say uh, you got a show that's cool with me Uh, you got a lil' dough, lil' j**elry Uh, but nun' of y'all, nun' of y'all can fool with me [Verse 3: Supa Peach] Introducing and lettin' the beast loose Have ah some of that Supa Peach Juice To eat you, feel like they can fade me, I will eat you When I spit flows and I kick in doors that ain't never been open before When you see me on yo' TV, when they hear me on the radio It's Supa Peach I got the super heat Guaranteed you love me at the meet and greet Cause I'm co*ky and I'm humble Don't believe me? just watch me I fumbles, no pa**, touchdown, first cla** Some of y'all ain't got no cla** Peachy to teach you ya' manners [Verse 4: Miss Mulatto] I go by Mula, two T's and a O Or maybe I should go by Kurtis cause you know I'm finna blow Poppin' like a can of coke Rappers be so typical Think twice 'fore you come for me cause these hits ain't just digital Hit with the flow, try to keep up Bout to set it off, no Latifah Not the one to go back and forth, no Venus and Serena South side I'm the queen of Gotta pay me for a feature These kids ain't ready for me yet so I'm like a margarita, UH!! [Verse 5: Lil Poopy] P-double-O-P-Y Poopy this Poopy that King of the Brock and you know that's a fact Flipping these tracks like I'm flipping these stacks k**ing these records like back to back Hold Up! I did it again, ball so hard I'ma get me a ten I hit the mall just to ball out and spend Not by myself, all of my friends You copy my swag? I'm setting trends I dip and dab I got the swag Green eyes cause I see cash With the flash, so I'm like flash Your flow is so trash It's Poopy doing me, can catch me up in that Eds cla**