Waka Flocka Flame, Slim Dunkin, YG Hootie, Kebo Gotti - Koolin' It lyrics

This a no fly zone, no
Dunk and Waka Flock putting on
It's on, nigga flocka
Dunk, these niggas pussy, boy, I swear to God
He ain't never killed
Seen a man take his last breath
Seen a man take his last step
We do this shit for real, my
Nigga, we don't need no ref, flocka
Balling with a referee
I'm from the G Street
My niggas selling beats and selling weed
Having dreams of snakes, God
What you telling me? Brick Squad Monopoly
A clique full of felonies

They ask us what we doing, we just koolin' it
We just koolin' it, we just koolin' it
They ask us what we doing, we just koolin' it
(Monopoly)
We just koolin' it, we just koolin' it
(yeah, BSM)

This YG fucked them hoes
I can't trick no dough
All these stacks on stacking
That's what she's on me for
Riding down the block, beat up
Swerving through
I can trust no hoes, BSM my crew
Money, cars, clothes, pay some loyalty
No, the beef is nothing but some lawyer fees
Mark that pour me up, can't no one show me up
I shut your section down
That K gon' hold me up
Swear to God, I seen that
Chopper go fly, fly, fly
YG walk a mission, nigga, fuck a driveby
They carry your ass up
And they ain't ringing, hoodstar
I'm with the Twin Towers and
They cutting my cigar

They ask us what we doing, we just koolin' it
We just koolin' it, we just koolin' it
They ask us what we doing, we just koolin' it
We just koolin' it, we just koolin' it
(Dunk, ayy, ayy)

Brick Squad in the club, hoes start choosing
Finna watch my team ball like Mark Cuban
HID on them cars and they dark cruising
Fifty whips valeting, no carpooling
My chain, spent a buck for this
My watch, got the buck for this
Ain't no tucking this (why?)
I ain't no fucking bitch
My name ring bells all around town
Beat a nigga's head like surround sound

They ask us what we doing, we just koolin' it
We just koolin' it, we just koolin' it
They ask us what we doing, we just koolin' it
We just koolin' it, we just koolin' it
(yeah, yeah)

Eating shrimp pasta, Italian koolin' it
In between your eyebrows, I'ma Ruger it
Every beat, Lex Luger it
Drug selling music, I influence it
"Waka Flocka Flame, explain your style"
I rap with pain
Brick Squad Monopoly, twenty niggas
Twenty chains
Go hard like Rose, keep a nine like Luol Deng
I'm the number one draft
Pick like Cam Newton, man

They ask us what we doing, we just koolin' it
We just koolin' it, we just koolin' it
They ask us what we doing, we just koolin' it
(we just koolin' it)
We just koolin' it, we just koolin' it
(yeah, ayy)

Ayy, they ask me what I'm doing
I said I'm koolin' it
What the fuck you thought?
If I'm cruising in it, I paid for it
What the fuck you bought?
All these jewels around my neck
Look like a ice box
Say my heart cold like a ice box
And I'm on top
Swear to God, nigga, I won't stop
Think I'm playing? Try me, bitch
I'm guaranteed the gun gon' pop
Fuck with Brick Squad, Hit Squad
You gon' die
I get money 365, that's no lie, I'm koolin'

They ask us what we doing, we just koolin' it
We just koolin' it, we just koolin' it
They ask us what we doing, we just koolin' it
We just koolin' it, we just koolin' it
They ask us what we doing, we just koolin' it
We just koolin' it, we just koolin' it
They ask us what we doing, we just koolin' it
We just koolin' it, we just koolin' it