Bool, Balm & Bollective

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Woke up this morning feelin' bool and balm
 Ain't have to drank no drank a niggas nerves was balm
 Was it cause last night I had some bum
 She got ratchet in the red dress we had a bomb
 Then I pulled up at the lights them niggas banging real hard
 Had to tell them niggas never heard of yall
 Tryna make a nigga lose his composure
 Had to hit the gas on em' almost spilled my soda
 My curve skills on deck they want the recipe
 They like how you do it and then keep it movin'
 Cause see me I usually lose it
 When nigga act stupid, like he ain't know my record ruthless
 Actin' like he with the business but he ain't worth me down' detention
 Sittin' in prison waiting' for my niggas, asking for money from these bitches
 When niggas start trippin' I be wanna start tripping'
 But I'm just bicken and act like the bigger nigga
 Cause
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm, and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm, and bollective
 So I pull up at Pammy House
 Pammy stay next to my family house
 And tell you something I used to dig out
 I stopped digging she start tripping I had to dip out
 Smashin' out of the driveway she threw a brick at my window
 So I stopped she ran up and Keyed my 64
 See when a real nigga hit it needy bitches go schizo
 This dick is not a rental, should of knew from get go
 Get go, get, get get go
 I'm friendly like Casper but I wait until I hit to get ghost
 She called her brother on me straight from the? But I ain't pussy
 Real niggas don't get it between dick and pussy
 10 minutes later got a call on my cell
 From a nigga sound like he was fresh outta jail
 "Like Aye little nigga don't put your hands on my sister
 Cause I just gotta outta jail
 With manslaughter with a butcher
 And she ain't no hooker, she ain't no bitch
 My momma raised her right, my little sister got sense"
 I told him I ain't test her I just stopped giving' her dick
 Then I told him fuck you and hung up like click
 Cause
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm, and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm, and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm, and bollective
 Gotta call little later bout this and that
 All drama, have to hang up like this is wack
 I Shouldn't be talking' on the phone either cause I'm strapped
 If the police pull me over, my black ass goin' back
 And thats right up they alley, but I ain't a alley cat
 I'm a red nose pitbull matter of fact
 Turns on some jeezy thats what street nigga slap
 Right on leanna right on Spruce we in the back
 Now my older homie hollering' at me
 Bought some real life shit and how its 'sposed to be
 So he approaches me, get real close to me
 Try to tell me bout some niggas thats close to me
 So I listen and I listen and I listen
 And I had to put my bid in
 Can't keep it real with some niggas that ain't real with me
 He said to keep it P you is right
 They ain't never bool they better respect your life
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm, and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm, and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm, and bollective
 
 Woke up this morning feelin' bool and balm
 Ain't have to drank no drank a niggas nerves was balm
 Was it cause last night I had some bum
 She got ratchet in the red dress we had a bomb
 Then I pulled up at the lights them niggas banging real hard
 Had to tell them niggas never heard of yall
 Tryna make a nigga lose his composure
 Had to hit the gas on em' almost spilled my soda
 My curve skills on deck they want the recipe
 They like how you do it and then keep it movin'
 Cause see me I usually lose it
 When nigga act stupid, like he ain't know my record ruthless
 Actin' like he with the business but he ain't worth me down' detention
 Sittin' in prison waiting' for my niggas, asking for money from these bitches
 When niggas start trippin' I be wanna start tripping'
 But I'm just bicken and act like the bigger nigga
 Cause
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm, and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm, and bollective
 So I pull up at Pammy House
 Pammy stay next to my family house
 And tell you something I used to dig out
 I stopped digging she start tripping I had to dip out
 Smashin' out of the driveway she threw a brick at my window
 So I stopped she ran up and Keyed my 64
 See when a real nigga hit it needy bitches go schizo
 This dick is not a rental, should of knew from get go
 Get go, get, get get go
 I'm friendly like Casper but I wait until I hit to get ghost
 She called her brother on me straight from the? But I ain't pussy
 Real niggas don't get it between dick and pussy
 10 minutes later got a call on my cell
 From a nigga sound like he was fresh outta jail
 "Like Aye little nigga don't put your hands on my sister
 Cause I just gotta outta jail
 With manslaughter with a butcher
 And she ain't no hooker, she ain't no bitch
 My momma raised her right, my little sister got sense"
 I told him I ain't test her I just stopped giving' her dick
 Then I told him fuck you and hung up like click
 Cause
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm, and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm, and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm, and bollective
 Gotta call little later bout this and that
 All drama, have to hang up like this is wack
 I Shouldn't be talking' on the phone either cause I'm strapped
 If the police pull me over, my black ass goin' back
 And thats right up they alley, but I ain't a alley cat
 I'm a red nose pitbull matter of fact
 Turns on some jeezy thats what street nigga slap
 Right on leanna right on Spruce we in the back
 Now my older homie hollering' at me
 Bought some real life shit and how its 'sposed to be
 So he approaches me, get real close to me
 Try to tell me bout some niggas thats close to me
 So I listen and I listen and I listen
 And I had to put my bid in
 Can't keep it real with some niggas that ain't real with me
 He said to keep it P you is right
 They ain't never bool they better respect your life
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm, and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm, and bollective
 I'm bool, balm and bollective
 I'm bool, balm, and bollective
 

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