Aint Cool by Kankan Lyrics
[Intro]
Jamie!
[Verse: Kankan]
Niggas better stop that cappin', that shit ain't cool
Don't make me have to call up TwinUzis, yeah, he gon' shoot
I'm up in L.A., kick shit, yeah, by the pool
Nigga, I'm smoking on gas, I ain't smoking on blue
Yeah, yeah
I'm cooling with Izaya right now
Thing on me, nigga, right now
Popping his head, like, now
Yeah, ha, yeah
Caught him playing with racks, he said I ain't changed
I got a new hoe, yeah I had to change it up
He don't got racks, that nigga he made it up
Play with the gang, K hit his face up
[?] a day, this shit ain't made up
Five racks on his head if he wanna play, yeah
[?] the gang, but I'm gon' play
I poured an eighth, I pour a lake up
I'm smoking gas, yeah, I pour up codeine
I be shooting shit, nigga, my name's Ginóbili
Hoe said she love me, but she don't even know me
I'm in the trap, nigga, I gotta go man
Three rat hoes, nigga, all off the coke, man
I've got that Prada, it's all on the coat, man
He think he know me, he know I'ma blow it
Just like a hoe, you know I ain't going
Lil' ass rich nigga, yeah it's snowing
Went up to his spot, yeah, he get to pouring
Big ass XD, it get to blowing
You just [?], and he ain't know it
Tryna juug me, nigga, I ain't going
You know I've got these BINs, and these bitches going
Said he got the pins, but these bitches ain't hitting
Big ass rocket, nigga it's hitting
Call up TwinUzis, you know he ain't missing
Wet a nigga block, it's all like a playground
We got the sticks, boy don't play 'round
Went on his block, merry-go-round
Big MP7 with a drum, hundred rounds
[Verse 2: Popstarcal]
Up in the lot, this shit ain't cool
Where that lil' party? Turn to a pool
Lil' push to start, act like a fool
Lil' bad hoe, know that I'm rude
Counting these racks, thumb a lil' mood
Lil' Kan got the fye, he made that hoe move
Fuck your lil' talk, hit a nigga cool
This Slayworld Soldier will take off your roof
I'm fucked up, the last four digits gotta add up
Don't do no pat-downs, know the whole gang got strapped up
In the Uber-XL, fuck a lil' hoe in the black truck
Had the racks on me, had to see that I should chose up
Had the fye on me, that's the same reason he froze up
I'ma sip Wokesha, shit always got me going up
Jamie!
[Verse: Kankan]
Niggas better stop that cappin', that shit ain't cool
Don't make me have to call up TwinUzis, yeah, he gon' shoot
I'm up in L.A., kick shit, yeah, by the pool
Nigga, I'm smoking on gas, I ain't smoking on blue
Yeah, yeah
I'm cooling with Izaya right now
Thing on me, nigga, right now
Popping his head, like, now
Yeah, ha, yeah
Caught him playing with racks, he said I ain't changed
I got a new hoe, yeah I had to change it up
He don't got racks, that nigga he made it up
Play with the gang, K hit his face up
[?] a day, this shit ain't made up
Five racks on his head if he wanna play, yeah
[?] the gang, but I'm gon' play
I poured an eighth, I pour a lake up
I'm smoking gas, yeah, I pour up codeine
I be shooting shit, nigga, my name's Ginóbili
Hoe said she love me, but she don't even know me
I'm in the trap, nigga, I gotta go man
Three rat hoes, nigga, all off the coke, man
I've got that Prada, it's all on the coat, man
He think he know me, he know I'ma blow it
Just like a hoe, you know I ain't going
Lil' ass rich nigga, yeah it's snowing
Went up to his spot, yeah, he get to pouring
Big ass XD, it get to blowing
You just [?], and he ain't know it
Tryna juug me, nigga, I ain't going
You know I've got these BINs, and these bitches going
Said he got the pins, but these bitches ain't hitting
Big ass rocket, nigga it's hitting
Call up TwinUzis, you know he ain't missing
Wet a nigga block, it's all like a playground
We got the sticks, boy don't play 'round
Went on his block, merry-go-round
Big MP7 with a drum, hundred rounds
[Verse 2: Popstarcal]
Up in the lot, this shit ain't cool
Where that lil' party? Turn to a pool
Lil' push to start, act like a fool
Lil' bad hoe, know that I'm rude
Counting these racks, thumb a lil' mood
Lil' Kan got the fye, he made that hoe move
Fuck your lil' talk, hit a nigga cool
This Slayworld Soldier will take off your roof
I'm fucked up, the last four digits gotta add up
Don't do no pat-downs, know the whole gang got strapped up
In the Uber-XL, fuck a lil' hoe in the black truck
Had the racks on me, had to see that I should chose up
Had the fye on me, that's the same reason he froze up
I'ma sip Wokesha, shit always got me going up