Cool, Calm and Collective ft. DrillaSeason Lyrics

Sitting back cool calm and collective

Ready to bomb with the weapon

Fame going alpha phi alpha better watch how you stepping

I'm from kicking doors on the block moving reckless

Who you checking

All my soldiers armed and that's just for Armageddon

Stand tendon

Pull up with sticks and drums, band lesson

Don't color bang so I could give a fuck wat you repping

Could give a fuck bout your section

He survived ten shots

Cool, let me introduce yo ass to lucky eleven

Hold on I hear the sirens hit the jet get my roll on

If he a opp he don't be outside if he ain't rolled on

Forces for the trapping for the drill I got my foams on

She talking bout she was calling stupid bitch I turned my phone off

Shoulda hit the burner jack

Side where the burner at

Though the streets was tic for tat

But the last got whacked and no get back

Thought that it was love but I'm struggling where the fuck they at

From the side you gotta stay on point and you can't never lack

Tdot died by the store that shit had me like what the fuck

Cause a few days ago I went to that store to get something

I done seen death to much that shit to close for comfort

They left bro blood on the black top with a flat top no Iman Shumpert

Forgot my strap use Adam 22 when I had no jumper

How wodie went Eddie Griffen my brother undercover

I fuck with drake album cause finger fucking the Nina made me a certified lover

Boy don't play with me

They know Fame from A to Z

That girl forever my lady sing her like Jodeci

They tried to jump me thought I was dolo stupid bitch killers patrolling me

I let the opps slide all those easy passes in the state took a toll on me

But cool next time they come around we taxing

Don't question me I go Benny start bunching next time you asking

Antena Tv had to step on the wire to fix the static

I'm too official

Don't go by word of mouth I can't Luda with you

Bro got the type 77 I said nod yo head if Luka with you

I ain't with the nonsense

I be on some calm shit

But tik me off only a matter until your time tik

This cooling kit make him chill out with that hot shit

Or all my niggas stomp u out welcome to the mosh pit

These niggas tough when the type but pull up watch how the font switch

He went out real when he died at least he spot lift

My dog tried to pull a Rico silly him cause I am not Mitch

If I catch a opp nigga I'm go and get my troll on

Nigga they be talking hella shit I told em move along

I don't want no fame tell them bitches I want money

Ain't nobody really on your side when it's sunny

Everybody move weird everybody move funny

And you know I got that glock on my hip, bitch don't trip

Niggas always talking shit until I bust a nigga head

Niggas they be acting calling them SpongeBob

Why these bitches steady talking crazy like I need her

I don't really need this bitch because you know I really got myself

Man this life shit getting weird I need to take a break

Everybody fake so I'ma go and move dolo

Nigga if you really got some motion move solo

You catch a opp you stretch opp and then you whack his ass

I might catch a body got me feeling like I'm Dej Loaf

Boy you know you ain't one hunnit, you know he ain't yo bro

Why you tryna trust a hoe boy yo ass acting slow

Bitch I'm only 22 with a heart full of

Tell them crackers free my momma, cause this shit ain't even fair

Boy you said you had my back boy yo ass wasn't there

Man it's just a crazy year cause I seen people change

Bitch stay away from me cause you fucked up in the brain

Yeah I'm running up them digits cause I'm running up them M's

I be catching all these got me feeling like Odell

Boy you just got yo bitch took nigga oh well

It's Lul Drilla in this bitch when see me they run

Niggas always talking tough but they gotta grab a gun

When I'm laid up with this bitch I tell her it's fun

Brodie say he spinning blocks and he tryna spin again

I ain't tryna take no L bitch you know I'm tryna win

Everybody say they killing some you ain't kill shit