Bool， Balm & Bollective (Clean)歌词-YG

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Woke up this morning feelin' bool and balm

Ain't have to drank no drank a *s nerves was balm

Was it cause last night I had some bom

She got ratchet in the red dress we had a bomb

Then I pulled up at the lights them *s banging real hard

Had to tell them little *s never heard of yall

Tryna make a n***a lose his composure

Had to hit the gas on 'em almost spilled my whole 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 n***a 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 *s asking for money from these b***hes

When *s start trippin' I be wanna start tripping'

But I'm just bicken and act like the bigger n***a

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 6 4

See when a real n***a hit it needy b***hes go schizo

This d**k 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 p***y

Real *s don't get it between d**k and p***y

10 minutes later got a call on my cell

From a n***a sound like he was fresh outta jail

Like Aye little n***a 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 b***h

My momma raised her right my little sister got sense

I told him I ain't test her I just stopped giving' her d**k

Then I told him f**k 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 a*s goin' back

And that's right up they alley but I ain't a alley cat

I'm a red nose pitbull matter of fact

Turns on some jeezy that's what street n***a slap

Right on Oleander right on Spruce we in the back

Now my older homie hollering' at me

Bout some real life s**t and how its 'sposed to be

So he approaches me get real close to me

Try to tell me bout some *s that's 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 *s 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