The Cool Kids - Hammer Brothers lyrics

I brush alot of shoulders and
I hold alot of babies
What's up
This is us politicin with the ladies
And gentleman, gentle when you brush past us
I'm in the cutler supreme and
It attracts mad dust
And smudges
Appreciated if you don't touch it
And my cousin know niggas who
Be thuggin on a budget
Like how you gone be hood
When your job is good?
Yo Check
I'm on time and if that ain't rhymin'
I'm a half to give these
Kids a whole other assignment
Check the flavor we kick
Know it all like we majored in this
But I didn't finish school
In the interview
I tell the interviewer the truth like back where I'm from
In the halls they would call me
'the skinny one'
But I've been calling shots out
'fore I turn 21
21, Blackjack, blacktop, 21, baby
Shame that these niggas don't pay me

People always wanna know, where do I be at?
Where I'm is?
Yo, I'm on the porch, chillin at the crib
If you gotta question about dope shit
What it is? Let a nigga know
Tell me how you feel
People think Phil put Jordan on the map
Matter fact
Them words ain't gone where I'm at
And with that
Everybody on the planet where you at?
Just let yo' head bang like
There's hammers in your hat

You my man, 50 grand ain't all
But listen up
Switch hands, and go left with the ball
Them crybabys got mad when they
Left with the ball
Cause' I be pulling off the dribble
All net with the ball
It don't grow on trees but
I be pickin' it off
Pull the peel
After that, it's a flick and a toss
In a? or out the car
Window pumping up the values
Shorty in the grand dan
Said, 'Chuck, what is y'all doin? '
Finna go, bout' to hit the store
Either that or sell a bowl
Rollin up another Garcia
Pull it over on Chuck
If you don't, I'll see ya
You ain't heard? Me and mike
The bee's knees around here
Zzz sting the buzz
Hornets, wasp, beetles, I'll be it
And see it like a fly's eyes
Blinkin' five times in a row
And I'm out
Here we go, here me out, Chuck is dope, tell the pope, yo what else you wanna know?

People always wanna know, where do I be at?
Where I'm is?
Yo, I'm on the porch, chillin at the crib
If you gotta question about dope shit
What it is? Let a nigga know
Tell me how you feel
People think Phil put Jordan on the map
Matter fact
Them words ain't gone where I'm at
And with that
Everybody on the planet where you at?
Just let yo' head bang like
There's hammers in your hat