Cool With Me (feat. M1llionz) (Explicit)

Cool With Me(feat. M1llionz) (Explicit) - Dutchavelli/M1LLIONZ

Lyrics by：Adrian Francis/Curtis James/Mark Waxkirsh/Miguel Cunningham/Stephan Allen

Dutchavelli：

Trust

FaNaTiX

Velli wow

Blood on my brand new Fendi burn them

Burn it

My bruddas like "Dutch man 'llow that

We can wipe it off get some detergent"

Guess he had been nicked for the discharging of a firearm

Or no attempted murders

Facts

Love God he made me this person

Facts

Get caught on a glide it's curtains

Facts

Get caught on a glide it's peak

Yeah

I was S-Row boppin' on opp block

Find me an opp play hide and seek

Where they at

Out here man it's finders keepers

Run up on the plug what I find I keep

Ah-ah

In guns and money we trust

When shh gets dropped my mind's at ease

I'm free

Came up this side and chose that side

My n***a that's fine by me

My n***a that's cool with me

Ah

But you ain't moved Mum out the hood that's stupid

Don't let me act stupidly trust

Trust

You're lucky that your brother went school with me

Ah-ah

If I knock that door and slap this four

You'll be singing like Junior Reid

Trust you'll be singing like Jodeci

Black suits and black coupes

F**k boy had a past to preach

F**k boy had a past to preach

Somebody lookin' over me

Over me

Gotta look over my shoulder heard the revolver squeeze

Baow

M1llionz：

I can see the blue lights in the distance

I think feds heard the revolver squeeze

S**t

Don't commercialise beef go 'round there and won't even know it's me

In a downtown function still gotta do risk assessments and CRBs

Woi-oi

I see the young G try grip the dots with one hand

Likkle man can't control this heat

Done a bait exchange in residential zones

Mm

Now them neighbours baffed these ain't council flats these are mortgaged homes

I'm in this Oxford jail I can't send in drones

I put a yout on the V in some dressed-up clothes

I can't stiff him at security take this phone

No

I gotta pattern these bank transfers 'til me and my section's home

Dutchavelli：

My closest friend is a demon

I don't say things 'cause it sounds convenient

G just put that thing in a bag

Ah-ah

It won't bang cah the gun need cleaning

Feel like I've been here like a thousand times

That's a schoolboy error I'm a genius

WD-40 get rid of that rust

Now I'm in the back gun leaning trust

Trust

Now I'm in the back just leaning

It was all robbery money and fiends

Now I'm gettin' money off streaming

Trust

Break down the pack in Kensi'

Even though fans tell me they love me in Sweden

Facts

And them man know we're beefin'

Ah-ah

But I can't tell Mummy the reason

Surely surely can't violate me in the streets

Somebody gon' die by the end of the evening

Brrt

I'm tryna hurt somebody's feelings

Facts

Plug tryna put up that price

Burn that bridge I don't need him

Trust if rap don't work it's back to the dealing

Yeah

M1llionz/Dutchavelli：

If rap don't work it's calm it's back to what man know best

Trapping

Seen cats marching through the town holding magazines like they're having a protest

My probation pissed with me cah I got bagged again I ain't making progress

Haha

Driving in a next man's name hold on

Don't take me station need to pass this road test

Neoww

This lean ain't no antidepressant feel litter than a kid on Christmas Eve

Litty

I ain't got no OG's don't need a G-pass to permit this beef

I heard them man say they wanna war me

But them youts got insufficient P's

Brass

There's no blood on his tee

But he still got a burner rinsed in bleach

Wow

Dutchavelli：

Blood on my brand new Fendi burn them

My bruddas like "Dutch man 'llow that

We can wipe it off get some detergent"

Guess he had been nicked for the discharging of a firearm

Or no attempted murders

Love God he made me this person

Get caught on a glide it's c-