Letra de No Cooling Kit
Haha
Nigga, uh
Nigga, uh, nigga, uh, haha

Red rum [?] murder in this bitch
I bet my glick match with my outfit
I'm too cool, calm, collect for a bitch
Get the throat, don't want the sex, kick the bitch out quick, hah
AR, no coolant kit
[?] fill the car from a [?]
I don't want that bitch, she got a sickness
You a bad lil' bitch, but I think she a sick bitch

I ain't been hit up no opps since they don't [?]
Ask me why my jaw lockin', why I look like this
Today, ain't had the motherfuckin' yerkies
So I just popped a bean, couldn't get the 10 or the 30s
Popped out, hit him with 9, Draco eat his spine
Don't shoot below the waist, walk down [?]
With a carbine 9, a two-three, I get jiggy
All he had was a forty, and bro, we had a fifty
A 19 with a green beam, you don't hear me?
Close range, knock off his top for them benjis
He tall and skinny, I know the 7.62 gon' rip him
Niggas ain't gon' learn, we been paralyzin' bitches
Hear that uh, then pop, his top missin' (His top gone)
This a four-fifth, this a Glock, bitch, you trippin' (Bitch, you trippin')
Bitch want Alexander McQueen, but can't be my queen (But you can't be my queen)
Robbed the plug while I was rockin' some Robin jeans

Red rum [?] murder in this bitch
I bet my glick match with my outfit
I'm too cool, calm, collect for a bitch
Get the throat, don't want the sex, kick the bitch out quick, hah
AR, no coolant kit
[?] fill the car from a [?]
I don't want that bitch, she got a sickness
You a bad lil' bitch, but I think she a sick bitch