shhhhhh - the cool kids lyrics
[intro: z money]
yeah
[verse 1: z money]
brand new v on twenty*threes
walked through the ‘jects, came out kinda flee
take care of the paper and invest in a key
lot of hundreds on me, got a whole lot of chi*chi
lot of diamonds on me, told the jeweler man freeze me
brick after brick, d*mn, the whole hood need me
louis v ‘fit, hit the scene with a bad b*tch
real trap n*gga, now they got me on tv
was a scammin’ ass n*gga gettin’ rich off a tablet
havoc, slidin’ with them sticks automatic
yeah, beat it down, b*tch, like i’m daddy
on tour, still got dope in my cabin
designer mix*match, go crazy with your fashion
forty*two four, say h*llo to my passion
new drop cost two hundred, gotta dash it
four hundred for the zip, that’s all white ashes
[verse 2: sir michael rocks]
miss me like a wifey with the threats, pal
‘fore i turn your name to the next pat
off the top rope, fall, splash, ex*pat
know i gotta get back (yeah)
lot of money in the backpack (uh)
lot of money in the backpack (ah)
doors open like a rat trap
and the gps can’t track that
they dead
i’m switchin’ permissions
i’m switchin’ the passwords on you n*ggas
last words from you n*ggas
laugh first on you n*ggas, burst on you n*ggas (yeah)
we doin’ division
that half and the quarter, that’s different percentage (wow)
we come with precision
we come with the scissors, we cuttin’ you out
[chorus: sir michael rocks]
you knew what it was when you met me
we ain’t gotta talk about that, though
i just met a plug and he blessed me (the plug)
we ain’t gon’ talk about that, though
you knew what it was when you met me
we ain’t gotta talk about that, though
i just met a plug and he blessed me
we ain’t gotta talk about that, though
[verse 3: chuck inglish]
twirlin’ fettuccine pasta
white wine sauce, just somethin’ slight, though
if you wanna place a bet on it, don’t step on it, you can call lonzo
twist the jar closed, swingin’ elbows
leave a scale of those blues and yellows
i could send a will to you with a pill, but the folks know where your mail go
it’s on sale, though
liquidated, oh, we on a sailboat
silk ‘fit like i sell dope
and it cost a brick like my jumper’s broke
quick, pr*nto, swift carlos
white barcode
me, z money serve mikey and cardo
ayy, this beat hard, though
[chorus: sir michael rocks]
you knew what it was when you met me
we ain’t gotta talk about that, though
i just met a plug and he blessed me (the plug)
we ain’t gon’ talk about that, though
you knew what it was when you met me
we ain’t gotta talk about that, though
i just met a plug and he blessed me
we ain’t gotta talk about that, though
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