This is a song about "Lachie is cool"

Strapped up, know i keep that tool

Damn, why can i be that cool

We cool under one condition

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

If you aint cool with me i aint cool with u

When i get to warwick avenue

Even then sluts thought "damn hes cool"

And this is dc where the rich see the poor

Fuck it, call me a heathen, that's cool

I don't kiss and tell, that's so middle school

Watch them hoesall you niggas out therebeware these lyin ass scandalous bitches

Forget about being the coolest, cause who is, to decide what cool is?

Don't even know the rules but yet y'all tryin' to play the game

Cool young kings trying to make a name houston is where we came

But its cool, all my niggas say is lefty

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty