Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song bool, artist - CMDWNAlbum song ATLANADA 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 02.08.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Entertainment One
Song language: English
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Didn’t pay attention in high school but now I’m self paid |
Always think I’m bougie think that I don’t know myself? |
(Don't know myself) |
Walkin' with that tool, a ruler hangin' out my belt, ay |
Trigger finger itchin' swear that I can’t help myself (Can't help myself) |
Didn’t pay attention in high school but now I’m self paid |
Always think I’m bougie think that I don’t know myself? |
(Don't know myself) |
Walkin' with that tool, a ruler hangin' out my belt, ay |
Trigger finger itchin' swear that I can’t help myself |
I swear I can’t help myself |
This lifestyle fuckin' up my health (up my health) |
Hit that bitch and kick her out |
She tryna come up off some clout (off some clout) |
Said if she want she could have my babies, so I put 'em in her mouth (in her |
mouth) |
Off the lean and smokin' weed, keep leavin' burn holes in my couch (they in my |
couch) |
Neck look like a mosh pit, see my diamonds jumpin' |
Better walk with caution, get stretched out like a scrunchie |
Bitches used to talk shit, but now she wanna cuff me |
Bitch I cannot talk, I know you see I’m out the country |
Bitch you know I’m gone, when I say I’m gone |
I don’t need a job, bitch my money long |
Bitches know my songs, now she think I’m on |
I’m rockin' Saint Laurent, like they’re Air Force One’s |
Remember you niggas was snorin'? |
Now they wanna know what I’m doin' |
Up in the mornin', I’m gone off the Addy, addicted to early recordin' |
So much sauce, that’s why these bitches adore me |
Didn’t pay attention in high school but now I’m self paid |
Always think I’m bougie think that I don’t know myself? |
(Don't know myself) |
Walkin' with that tool, a ruler hangin' out my belt, ay |
Trigger finger itchin' swear that I can’t help myself (Can't help myself) |
Didn’t pay attention in high school but now I’m self paid |
Always think I’m bougie think that I don’t know myself? |
(Don't know myself) |
Walkin' with that tool, a ruler hangin' out my belt, ay |
Trigger finger itchin' swear that I can’t help myself |
Yeah, yeah, came up from the slums, I ain’t had shit |
I can’t show no love, yeah shorty that’s the past tense |
She just wanna fuck 'cause the bands in elastics |
Shorty throw it back on the pole and bring my bands quick |
We ain’t had a scale, trap a stove doin' backflips |
And I don’t take no pill, lil' nigga I stay active |
Yeah, I run through the money you know I ain’t stop |
Drownin' in water, I feel like a faucet |
Hittin' new licks just to count up a profit |
I stay with the shit, yeah you know ain’t a option |
I’ma go hard, yeah you know I ain’t stoppin' |
Goyard, when I walk in the party |
So far, yeah I sound like a Audi |
I know hard, you can tell by my body |
Yeah, I see a thottie |
Ballin' on niggas I’m feelin' like Scottie |
Run through the money these haters is sorry |
Trappin' all night 'til the mornin' |
Didn’t pay attention in high school but now I’m self paid |
Always think I’m bougie think that I don’t know myself? |
(Don't know myself) |
Walkin' with that tool, a ruler hangin' out my belt, ay |
Trigger finger itchin' swear that I can’t help myself (Can't help myself) |
Didn’t pay attention in high school but now I’m self paid |
Always think I’m bougie think that I don’t know myself? |
(Don't know myself) |
Walkin' with that tool, a ruler hangin' out my belt, ay |
Trigger finger itchin' swear that I can’t help myself |