Cool Back

[Intro] I walk in this bitch, like a motherfucking villain [Verse 1] Uh, I'm just tryna bring cool back Can't too many motherfuckers pull that off Looking like a million dollar outfit Nah, nigga, that's me, it don't matter what it cost Make it look good Had it on 'fore you seen it in a look book Said, you ain't fucking with a young fresh ass nigga Fashion police should arrest that nigga Okay, okay, kay, kay, okay I'm with a model ass bitch out in St. Tropez In some high ass heels, can't stand all day It's a price for your beauty, baby girl, I pay [Chorus] I walk in this bitch, like a motherfucking villain Fashion police should arrest that nigga I walk in this bitch, like a motherfucking villain Fashion police should arrest that nigga, I'm just tryna bring cool back [Verse 2] I walk in like Joker Living like Bruce Wayne, can I get a toast to All of the light skin girls and the mochas? Tryna get it in for the night, no emotion, motion My way Everything I own off the runway Talking 'bout the girls and even the white tape Yippee ki-yay, hippie eyes, sit behind, need a frames I'm way too fresh go and let a nigga cook Money on the cover, nigga, I'm that book Know you went to the store, they ain't had this All you motherfuckers look like last year, and [Chorus] [Verse 3] I walk in this bitch, like a motherfucking villain Wax in a blunt, wax in a denim Rodeo for the linen I'm a cool nigga out in Beverly Hills like Dilla Okay, okay Waving this dede all up in your face See the O.J. glove, red carpet killer Rest of you niggas just seat fillers Say ain't nobody cooler All you dirty motherfuckers look like Kunta Walk right by get a wet in the chooch Steal yo bitch, nigga, like King Koopa, when [Chorus x2]