Cooler Than Cooler lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah

[Chorus]
I said I'm booler than a cooler (Cooler)
Every time I got my ruler (Ruler)
Make a opp ahh n*gga Hallelujah (Hallelujah)
Everybody know Uzi so moody (Moody)
Everybody know hoe love Gucci (Gucci)
All these b*tches I swear they choosey (Choosey)
All the coupes yeah I got they ruthless (Ruthless)
Told the b*tch suck my di*k like she toothless (Skrrt)
Got clothes in my closet like I'm Boosie
Small ass n*gga T-Rex, need a boost
Pockets on steroids like thеm b*tches juiced
I can't evеn drink lean but I'm on the deuce
b*tches said deuce, I ain't even say d'ussé
Man f*ck the opp's, I'on care if my crew straight (f*ck 'em)
n*gga talk sh*t then we turn him to Two Face
I'll put my n*ggas on ya' top like a toupée

[Verse 1]
My b*tches don't sniff coke, they Tusi
I got the same guns off Call of Duty
Put her in Rick if the b*tch wore RU jeans
I'on wear Amiri man them sh*ts ain't cool jeans
Slide in a bucket with a bucket like Cool J
Go across his head like a muh' f*ckin' new fade
Foreign French b*tch tryn' [?]
b*tch I'm the water boy like Bobby Boucher (Yeah)
Back in the day yeah I really went oody
Man them thighs soft but she ain't give me no coochie
f*ck yesterday, man n*gga living today
Spanish lil' b*tch and she don't even want Louis
Dominican b*tch all she want is some Cool Grey's
And a lil' BBL for her booty
Balmain jeans on me know I ain't choosin'
Long as 'em jeans ain't even no Ksubi's
[Chorus]
I said I'm booler than a cooler (Cooler)
Every time I got my ruler (Ruler)
Make a opp ahh n*gga Hallelujah (Hallelujah)
Everybody know Uzi so moody (Moody)
Everybody know hoe love Gucci (Gucci)
All these b*tches I swear they choosey (Choosey)
All the coupes yeah I got they ruthless (Ruthless)
Told the b*tch suck my di*k like she toothless (Skrrt)
Got clothes in my closet like I'm Boosie
Small ass n*gga T-Rex, need a boost
Pockets on Steriods like them b*tches juiced
I can't even drink lean but I'm on the deuce
b*tches said deuce, I ain't even say d'ussé
Man f*ck the opp's, I'on care if my crew straight (f*ck 'em)
n*gga talk sh*t then we turn him to Two Face
I'll put my n*ggas on ya' top like a toupée

[Verse 2]
I just copped a Trackhawk striker for a twenty, then flipped it
For a hundred, switch the VIN, it ain't none, flip the 'Benz
For a [?], love the b*tch, for a donkey, face down (On God)
If you ugly, Lil Uzi ain't ever been dusty
Man this pill I'm on, I'm bustin'
Bustin' like a Dillinger, multiply we don't die b*tches ain't killin' us
Just like a E-Pill, b*tches be feelin' us
Try to say I'm bait well they ain't even real as us
Broke ass n*gga you ain't ever even feel a M
Two b*tches on a jet, lil' b*tch three M&M's
Chains on my neck cost more than Adventador
I'm the type of n*gga that could prolly just invent a whore
She'on even like you, what you in your feelings for?
f*cked in Atlanta but I treat her like a Philly whore
n*ggas done tried you up so many times what the f*ck do you even got them millies for
I'm out of my mind I might Richard Mille your whore
Matter fact take it back she f*cked my mans
Matter fact tip me I'm racing my Lamb'
Most of these n*ggas be taking my dance
[Chorus]
I said I'm booler than a cooler (Cooler)
Every time I got my ruler (Ruler)
Make a opp ahh n*gga Hallelujah (Hallelujah)
Everybody know Uzi so moody (Moody)
Everybody know hoe love Gucci (Gucci)
All these b*tches I swear they choosey (Choosey)
All the coupes yeah I got they ruthless (Ruthless)
Told the b*tch suck my di*k like she toothless (Skrrt)
Got clothes in my closet like I'm Boosie
Small ass n*gga T-Rex, need a boost
Pockets on Steriods like them b*tches juiced
I can't even drink lean but I'm on the deuce
b*tches said deuce, I ain't even say d'ussé
Man f*ck the opp's, I'on care if my crew straight (f*ck 'em)
n*gga talk sh*t then we turn him to Two Face
I'll put my n*ggas on ya' top like a toupée (No Bap)