"Coolin On It" lyrics

I'm 'a get that money so you know I'm doing it, but
I ain't really finna trip, you know that I'm cooling on it
'Cause if I Glock with a button on it then I'm shooting it, yeah
I want her now, I'm tryna giver her my love, oh she
Thinking 'bout tearing it down, hopping in, speed-racing
Golly, we made it
I was so lacklin with a strap
I'm doubling back in on the map
I get that back in, it's the cash

You wanna travel the world
Put 'em on a shirt like Earl
Pipe it out, she saying I'm thrill
I get how to dig my girls
Digging my girl, she getting verbal
Wasn't it just, walking around without no curfew, yeah

You coulda had that bitch but you fumbled her
Too drunk, I be stumbling
I don't wanna think about what I could be
I don't wanna think about the money, no
Say it again, it's again, no
She ain't even know you ain't with it, no
Hopping that bitch and I'm whipping it, go
Baby can you go slow
She finna eat me up, whoa
We gon' get on top of this flow
I don't need to top it, ho
I just been on top of it, girl
He said that he got it, no
You ain't rocking no robin, no
She get it saying I got it, go

Yeah, we all know how that go
You know how that go, yeah
You know what I'm on
Everybody know what I'm on, we know
Too long, man

I'm 'a get that money so you know I'm doing it, but
I ain't really finna trip, you know that I'm cooling on it
'Cause if I Glock with a button on it, and I'm shooting it, yeah
I want her now, I'm tryna giver her my love, oh she
Thinking 'bout tearing it down, hopping in, speed racing
Golly, we made it
I was so lacklin with a strap
I'm doubling back in on the map
I get that back in, it's the cash