This is a song about "Coolin"

I'm coolin with my homeys, they know how it is

That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Keep coolin', pour wine and dine all these dimes i see

Know i’m reppin’ this, shoot and i don’t ever miss

I'm coolin with my homeys, they know how it is

In the caravan with some latin bitches

I'm coolin with my homeys, they know how it is