Bool

Throw a few hundreds, I threw a few cash
I'm losing my mind, I gotta get it back
You know that money up for grabs
You know these hoes up for grabs
You know I'm above the first class
You know that your bitch throwing it back
(Brrt)
You know that your bitch throwing it back
Slide for it, gotta get it in cash
You play with this shit
I'ma throw on a mask
Got it stuck in her mouth
Got it stuck in her jaw
I been riding round running lap
Laps with the slatt, Slatts
Shawty, let me come hit from the back, back
Then I beat it up, I get it wet, wet

I ran through a thousand dollars
Ran through a thousand bottles
Yeah, rob city, yeah, lost city, yeah
I'm banging the gang and it red
You play with the Six and you're dead
For the gang tag, yeah, yeah, red rag (Red)
You know I'm rockin' the Bool
You play at this shit and you're through
I left her on read, I gave her the boot
I stay rockin' red but hundreds all blue
Can feel on these dreads
But don't touch the tool
You know I got a loose screw
I'm in a hotbox, you hear the vroom
You know what that money make her do