PLAYIN IT COOL lyrics

[Intro]
(ZiggyMadeIt)

[Chorus: HeadHuncho Amir]
I be playin' it cool, but I'll pop it 'cause they can't f*ck with me
n*ggas thirsty for a b*tch, none of these hoes be touchin' me
If I f*ck with her, pay to get your hair done, I'm like, "Let me see"
Need a solid b*tch who match my fly, we like JAY-Z and Bey
Miri out the way, gettin' some money, I ain't dry in these streets
Everything be anti-cap, ain't doin' no lyin' on these beats
Clocked in with the robbers, whenever they hit, they sell it to me for cheap
Good in every hood, you lookin' for me, I'm posted in the East

[Verse 1: HeadHuncho Amir]
Sick of all these n*ggas cappin', maybe we who havin' motion
Get a n*gga support you, you know Miri gon' treat you like a trophy
I'm a low-key n*gga, don't give a damn if you don't never post me
I just wanna see you smilin', I'm the one gon' have you glowin'
I'm the one gon' get us out the hood and the whole family know it
Late night in the stu', all day, they know a n*gga posted
Mama on my ass, she like, "Son, you gotta stay focused"
I'm like Tom Brady, I pass the ball whenever my n*ggas open
Young n*gga dream big, never give up
Stayin' down for so long, this the sh*t that got my pockets stuffed
You would think the president in town with all these black trucks
I'm in a good mood, let's go out of town, told shawty to pack up
[Chorus: HeadHuncho Amir & BFB Da Packman]
I be playin' it cool, but I'll pop it 'cause they can't f*ck with me
n*ggas thirsty for a b*tch, none of these hoes be touchin' me
If I f*ck with her, pay to get your hair done, I'm like, "Let me see"
Need a solid b*tch who match my fly, we like JAY-Z and Bey
Miri out the way, gettin' some money, I ain't dry in these streets
Everything be anti-cap, ain't doin' no lyin' on these beats
Clocked in with the robbers, whenever they hit, they sell it to me for cheap (Yallow)
Good in every hood, you lookin' for me, I'm posted in the East (Look)

[Verse 2: BFB Da Packman]
I ain't gon' lie, bae, you hella fine (Woo)
You wanna smile, bae? Come to the heavy side
Fat boss n*ggas, overall, we the better vibe
My BM comin' to you as a woman, b*tch, you better lie (Yallow)
Keep it real for me, bae, don't ever tell my business
Lululemon, forty-inch bust down, baby hair expensive
Trap like Frenchy's, day and night, b*tch, we sellin' chickens (Go)
How the f*ck your face pretty but the head is vicious? (Ugh)
sh*t crazy, that's a question for another day
You tryna get rich, quit your job, I got another way (Yallow)
Nine hundred thousand, need a million, I'm a buck away
She said she hate her body, so I bought the b*tch another waist (Another one)
Yada yada, I'm a trick, b*tch, so what? (So what)
Is you the type to get mad and let bro f*ck? (Ugh)
Dirty donuts, diamond in the rough, come smoke somethin'
Any n*gga trap outta my spot, I need a dough cut