The Cool lyrics

[Chorus: Chevy Woods]
2 red cups, gin in it with mad ice
Smoking like a Taylor over show, you for show right
I just keep it g, I just keep it g
I just keep it g baby, I just keep it g

[Verse 1: Chevy Woods]
Convertible top off, I just keep it g, g, I just keep it g, g, I just keep it g
Know your b*tch wanna f*ck with me cause I keep it g
You're a sucker n*gga, I'm a n*gga from the streets
Get it in the heat, we ain't talking top
Old n*gga you sleep, pillow talking to them broads
Never seen a key, I ain't talking open doors
I'm talking about that white glass house marble floor
I got the b*tches bagging up and they all naked
That's A1 steak sauce, you ain't gotta test it
It's hotter than a motherf*cker, all my stove's on
By tonight, all the work gone

[Chorus: Chevy Woods]
2 red cups, gin in it with mad ice
Smoking like a Taylor over show, you for show right
I just keep it g, I just keep it g
I just keep it g baby, I just keep it g

[Verse 2: Chevy Woods]
Clear cut stones, bought the jewels
See my sh*t, it look like a pool
Don't mind me though, I'm just doing me
Just a regular, just the life I lead
Or the life I live, don't mix it up
Unless it's we, twist it up
I just keep it gg, I just keep it gg
I don't f*ck with you, you don't f*ck with me
I'm bout my paper, I'm bout my scratch
You bout your bread, go and handle that
Feast my n*gga, it's a big table
Comcast go fishin, I'm watching cable
[Chorus: Chevy Woods]
2 red cups, gin in it with mad ice
Smoking like a Taylor over show, you for show right
I just keep it g, I just keep it g
I just keep it g baby, I just keep it g

[Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa]
2 red cups, one filled up with hella ice
OG kush, could tell just by the smell is right
Try and call my phone but I was on a private flight
You be tricking off, but I just give her hella' pipe
Plus she rep my gang, she roll my weed, she down for life
I say get on this plane and I ain't gotta tell her twice
I'm out here doing my thang I ball they ain't seen off of me
I bough six of them chains And gave them sh*ts to all my n*ggas
Make the money tall my n*gga, when it's summer fall my n*ggers
If there's ever problems in your face don't have to call my n*ggers
You repping taylors, that's what they call my n*ggers
I'm rolling papers to smoke with all them n*ggers

[Chorus: Chevy Woods]
2 red cups, gin in it with mad ice
Smoking like a Taylor over show, you for show right
I just keep it g, I just keep it g
I just keep it g baby, I just keep it g