Cool Like Dat ft. FatRay100, B. Lewie & Dave Hill Lyrics

Got damn Eli

This shit sounding like some

I'm cool like that

I'm cool like that

I can fuck with this shit right here, aye

Got damnit, aye, I'm cool like that

Bitch blew it why you fucking up my mood like that

She cut all her hair off but it grew right back

That ass low-fat jell-o how it move like that

I'm like hootie who

I got on purple jeans but they full of blues

Why you blowing up my phone bitch I'm shooting moves

Girl that cuffing shit dead it's not pulling through

I'm that nigga, who is you

We playing ink pink pepper stink who the first to shoot

Got a method, I sip red man, I'm sipping turtle too

Pretty bitch she don't toot it up I tell her too-da-loo

Double laced I'm booted up my middle finger through the roof

Man I think they 'bout to raid, I done gave her dope dick

I'm through the mall on some blowed shit, I seen your whole kit

I mix bottega with the fendi and some more shit

I got blue hundreds in different pockets like a flow switch

Niggas don't fuck with Fat Ray, I know they don't wanna die

Your man's died, ain't that a bitch, the murder weapon on me now

I'm punching on the W.E.B like my last name Dubois

Last nigga try some funny shit a ribbon in the sky

I been smoking on that shit that smell like underarm

Nigga cartier double c's I'm come double armed

Nigga lil bread extra cheese told them butter parm

Hopping out that long sleeve I'm in something large

Who is triple seven baby love me for my other charm

We in the back seat of the jeeper playing bumper cars

I just worked a deal out with the dealer played a couple cards

She like who is that in front your crib girl that's my other car

If you see me riding fish bowl then I'm strapped I don't dangle

I done split whole "o" with my man's like a bagel

Just put a bitch in the leg lock it's giving Kurt Angle

In Cincinnati at Alex and Annie buying some bangles

Met a pretty bitch in Florida

Got my palms on a angel

If she rock the mic right then we can talk about a label

See me cashing at the gucci store or pulling off maple

I got Jasmine at jay alley about to book me a table

Out on Coolidge tryna move it driver shoot me to Schaefer

Thick bitch from chucalissa I can do a Mercedes

Sitting down with my advisor I ain't choosing no major

Honey where my super suit I need the blues with the glacier

Come to me to get you plugged now you can move in the matrix

Took a pitch to make a run and now we moving the bases

Mama asked me all the time, son, what you do in that basement

Told her lie but I was trying to pull a two out a vacant

Aye, aye, I'm cool like that

Baby choosing I ain't think she was your boo like that

Kicking niggas out my circle like a sumo match

You know we not the ones my niggas too on that