Bool, Balm & Bollective Lyrics - Still Brazy - Yg

Woke up this morning feelin' bool and balm 

Ain't have to drank no drank a niggas nerves was balm 

Was it cause last night I had some bum 

She got ratchet in the red dress we had a bomb 

Then I pulled up at the lights them niggas banging real hard 

Had to tell them niggas never heard of yall 

Tryna make a nigga lose his composure 

Had to hit the gas on em' almost spilled my soda 

My curve skills on deck they want the recipe 

They like how you do it and then keep it movin' 

Cause see me I usually lose it 

When nigga act stupid, like he ain't know my record ruthless 

Actin' like he with the business but he ain't worth me down' detention 

Sittin' in prison waiting' for my niggas, asking for money from these bitches 

When niggas start trippin' I be wanna start tripping' 

But I'm just bicken and act like the bigger nigga 

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Cause 

I'm bool, balm and bollective 

I'm bool, balm and bollective 

I'm bool, balm and bollective 

I'm bool, balm, and bollective 

I'm bool, balm and bollective 

I'm bool, balm and bollective 

I'm bool, balm and bollective 

I'm bool, balm, and bollective 

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So I pull up at Pammy House 

Pammy stay next to my family house 

And tell you something I used to dig out 

I stopped digging she start tripping I had to dip out 

Smashin' out of the driveway she threw a brick at my window 

So I stopped she ran up and Keyed my 64 

See when a real nigga hit it needy bitches go schizo 

This dick is not a rental, should of knew from get go 

Get go, get, get get go 

I'm friendly like Casper but I wait until I hit to get ghost 

She called her brother on me straight from the ? But I ain't pussy 

Real niggas don't get it between dick and pussy 

10 minutes later got a call on my cell 

From a nigga sound like he was fresh outta jail 

"Like Aye little nigga don't put your hands on my sister 

Cause I just gotta outta jail 

With manslaughter with a butcher 

And she ain't no hooker, she ain't no bitch 

My momma raised her right, my little sister got sense" 

I told him I ain't test her I just stopped giving' her dick 

Then I told him fuck you and hung up like click 

Cause 

I'm bool, balm and bollective 

I'm bool, balm and bollective 

I'm bool, balm and bollective 

I'm bool, balm, and bollective 

I'm bool, balm and bollective 

I'm bool, balm, and bollective 

I'm bool, balm and bollective 

I'm bool, balm, and bollective 

Gotta call little later bout this and that 

All drama, have to hang up like this is wack 

I Shouldn't be talking' on the phone either cause I'm strapped 

If the police pull me over, my black ass goin' back 

And thats right up they alley, but I ain't a alley cat 

I'm a red nose pitbull matter of fact 

Turns on some jeezy thats what street nigga slap 

Right on leanna right on Spruce we in the back 

Now my older homie hollering' at me 

Bought some real life shit and how its 'sposed to be 

So he approaches me, get real close to me 

Try to tell me bout some niggas thats close to me 

So I listen and I listen and I listen 

And I had to put my bid in 

Can't keep it real with some niggas that ain't real with me 

He said to keep it P you is right 

They ain't never bool they better respect your life 

I'm bool, balm and bollective 

I'm bool, balm and bollective 

I'm bool, balm and bollective 

I'm bool, balm, and bollective 

I'm bool, balm and bollective 

I'm bool, balm, and bollective 

I'm bool, balm and bollective 

I'm bool, balm, and bollective