No Cooling Kit lyrics

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[Intro]
Haha
(RealRichMoney chasing that bag)
n*gga, uh, haha
(Alright, alright I got something for you)
n*gga, uh, n*gga, uh, haha

[Chorus]
Red-red-red rum, sippin' murder in this b*tch (Free murder in this b*tch)
I-I bet my glick match with my outfit (With my outfit)
I'm too cool, calm, collect for a b*tch
Get the throat, don't want the sex (I don't even need the sex b*tch), kick the b*tch out quick, haha
AR, no coolin' kit
Beamer done flipped the whole car from a distance (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
I don't want that b*tch, she got a sickness (Ugh)
You a bad lil' b*tch, but I think she a sick b*tch (Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh)

[Verse]
I ain't been hit up no opps since they don't miss sh*t (Damn)
Ask me why my jaw lockin', why I look like this? (Why you look like that?)
Today, ain't had the motherf*ckin' yerkies
So I just popped a bean, couldn't get the 10 or the 30s
Popped out, hit him with 9, Draco eat his spine
Don't shoot below the waist, walk down, leave him identified (Leave him identified)
With a Carbine 9, a two-three, I get jiggy
All we had was a forty, and bro, he had a fifty (And bro, he had a fifty)
A 19 with a green beam, you don't hear me?
Close range, knock off his top for them benjis
He tall and skinny, I know the 7.62 gon' rip him
n*ggas ain't gon' learn, we been paralyzin' b*tches (We been paralyzin' b*tches)
Hear that uh, then pop, his top missin' (His top gone)
This a four-fifth, this a Glock, b*tch, you trippin' (b*tch, you trippin')
b*tch want Alexander McQueen, but can't be my queen (But you can't be my queen)
Robbed the plug while I was rockin' some Robin jeans
[Chorus]
Red rum, sippin' murder in this b*tch (Free murder in this b*tch)
I bet my glick match with my outfit (With my outfit)
I'm too cool, calm, collect for a b*tch
Get the throat, don't want the sex (I don't even need the sex b*tch), kick the b*tch out quick, haha
AR, no coolin' kit
Beamer done flipped the whole car from a distance (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
I don't want that b*tch, she got a sickness (Ugh)
You a bad lil' b*tch, but I think she a sick b*tch (Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh)
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