Yeah, ****, I love it
Ain't a **** to talk shit, I'm a **** that does it
Couple more months and this shit will be covered
Take it back to the trap house
Or the brick in the cupboard
South side so I'm living it southern
White girl, get the boxes and cut 'em
When will it stop? I ain't stopping for nothing
Index right on top of the button
Shout Bart, yeah, that ****'s my cousin
Sitting down, having us a real **** discussion
Real talk, all my **** have suffered
Who, them? All them **** are suckers
Big boss star on the side of the buses
Chicks going nuts, I don't know what the fuss is
You say you want to fuck, well, then give up the crutches
She's willing to fuck me if I will her to touch it
Yeah, I got my cool back
Sitting on stacks with girls in Cadillacs
Leaning hard and we're puffing
Keep it on the low 'cause some **** can't handle it
Yeah, Mr. Kool's back, staying on my grind
'Cause the scratch is where it's at
Leaning hard and we're puffing
And we're puffing and we're puffing
Yeah, ****, the poet, man, that **** from UK
Damn, that **** be flowing
That **** go hard and doesn't he know it
Take it back to the old days, I was getting the snow in
Every other day, I be getting a show in
Chicks going nuts, caressing and blowing
Pool parties, I be dipping my toe in
They calling me poison, I be Bel Biv Devoe-ing
Well, fuck that, man, I'm keeping it going
If I keep **** guessing, I keep them from knowing
The lethalest weapon is speaking my poem
So the police won't rest, they try keep me from blowing
Is it sow what you reap or you reap what you're sowing?
Sometimes you walk in and you don't know where you're going
Bogodu moi, bless his people below him
Certain lessons in life that'll teach us to know him
Yeah, I got my cool back
Sitting on stacks with girls in Cadillacs
Leaning hard and we're puffing
Keep it on the low 'cause some **** can't handle it
Yeah, Mr. Kool's back, staying on my grind
'Cause the scratch is where it's at
Leaning hard and we're puffing
And we're puffing and we're puffing
Yeah, I got my cool back
Sitting on stacks with girls in Cadillacs
Leaning hard and we're puffing
Keep it on the low 'cause some **** can't handle it
Yeah, Mr. Kool's back, staying on my grind
'Cause the scratch is where it's at
Leaning hard and we're puffing
And we're puffing and we're puffing

Writer(s): Giggs.