A Girl Named Drool and a Pack of Kools Songtext
von $uicideboy$

Busta, bap
Front, front a busta with some bap

Hit that hoe for her 15
Front, front a busta with some bap

Hit that hoe for her 15
Front, front a busta with some bap

Hit that hoe for her 15
Front, front a busta with some bap

Hit that hoe for her 15
Front, front a busta with some bap

Hit that hoe for her 15
Front, front a busta with some bap

Hit that hoe for her 15
Front, front a busta with some bap

Hit that hoe for her 15
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her 15


I asked your bitch if I could bum a cig′
She said she got a Kool, I said that's cool
I don′t give a shit what kind of cigarettes that
You prefer to smoke, I needed a reason to talk to you

Girl, it's true, what it do?
You making Ruby drool

Yeah, $lick slapped me across my face
Snapped me right back in my place
What the fuck? My pace sure lacks an ace
I'm such a slave to my old ways, make no mistake
All of these hoes want Ruby cause of the cherry
Fuck her pussy, I want to be buried bitch

She want to be my girl and ride with me
She want to creep up in the night with me
Blowing up my phone like $lick, I love you
I′m too detached, I don′t feel nothing for her
I might relapse and put these drugs above you
I might just snap and kill another for you

You see it's dangerous when I think of her, when I think of us
When I think of love, think about my ex
Think about the rest


None of them hoes used to give a fuck
Call Ruby up, get the uzi bruh
I′m so sick of these hoes
Light up the joe
Bury her in the grave I dug

Did it all in the name of love
In the name of love
In the name of love

Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her 15

Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her 15
Front, front