Lil Wyte - We Aint Kool Lyrics
Lil Wyte Lyrics
We Aint Kool Lyrics
Why you in my face and you knowin' we aint kool mayn [x3]
Why you in my face and you knowin' we aint kool
Get the hell out my face before I catcha case [x3]
Mother f*ck you punks why you all in my shit you ain't shit you lucky your ass aint already been hit I been thinkin' bout takin' you out and I aint talkin' lunch you can figure it out right after you finish eating this punch and it aint in a bowl served up with four boney knuckles im a killa bitch mag 90 and ak are my uncles we be clicked up ready to mash and dump on some bitches choke that dick up you a hoe and I dont f*ck wit snitches we quick to kick there ass pussys put in a bad situation im real mad and aggravated and haters pushing my patience ima catch some murda charges somethin worse if you keep on talkin pop you once and hop in a 5.0 feelin not talkin.
Why you in my face and you knowin' we aint kool mayn [x3]
Why you in my face and you knowin' we aint kool
Get the hell out my face before I catcha case [x3]
Yeah I came im sick and tired of it I hate it dont kill i'll be waiting have some patience f*ck some patience run his ass up out the state and whoop em before he leave this bitch shoulda never deceived and shit now he looken all stupid running clean up out his boundaries and shit claimin Memphis holla loud askin what we be about bitch im Frasier town and you dont even live in the dirty south I dun called a casa 2 no problem makin in 3 got this chopper in my lap feet hesitant when you know its me WYT to the motha f*ckin E rules is hard in these Memphis streets proven in the back part of the all black hood on the west side of these tenakey im rowdy to the f*ckin core can tolerate haters but hate them hores so get up out my face before I catch another case and you end up buried underneath the floor.
Why you in my face and you knowin' we aint kool mayn [x3]
Why you in my face and you knowin' we aint kool
Get the hell out my face before I catcha case [x4]
Why you in my face and you knowin' we aint kool
Get the hell out my face before I catcha case [x3]
Mother f*ck you punks why you all in my shit you ain't shit you lucky your ass aint already been hit I been thinkin' bout takin' you out and I aint talkin' lunch you can figure it out right after you finish eating this punch and it aint in a bowl served up with four boney knuckles im a killa bitch mag 90 and ak are my uncles we be clicked up ready to mash and dump on some bitches choke that dick up you a hoe and I dont f*ck wit snitches we quick to kick there ass pussys put in a bad situation im real mad and aggravated and haters pushing my patience ima catch some murda charges somethin worse if you keep on talkin pop you once and hop in a 5.0 feelin not talkin.
Why you in my face and you knowin' we aint kool mayn [x3]
Why you in my face and you knowin' we aint kool
Get the hell out my face before I catcha case [x3]
Yeah I came im sick and tired of it I hate it dont kill i'll be waiting have some patience f*ck some patience run his ass up out the state and whoop em before he leave this bitch shoulda never deceived and shit now he looken all stupid running clean up out his boundaries and shit claimin Memphis holla loud askin what we be about bitch im Frasier town and you dont even live in the dirty south I dun called a casa 2 no problem makin in 3 got this chopper in my lap feet hesitant when you know its me WYT to the motha f*ckin E rules is hard in these Memphis streets proven in the back part of the all black hood on the west side of these tenakey im rowdy to the f*ckin core can tolerate haters but hate them hores so get up out my face before I catch another case and you end up buried underneath the floor.
Why you in my face and you knowin' we aint kool mayn [x3]
Why you in my face and you knowin' we aint kool
Get the hell out my face before I catcha case [x4]
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