Lyrics: Flesh-N-Bone: Do You: Truest
Chorus
Who the coolest of the coolest, coolest
The truest of the truest, truest
Who them dudes when some shit pop off
It goes loud in a real way
You niggas don’t wanna play
Diamonds on the wrist, diamonds on the wrist
Gators on the feet, gators on the feet
Diesel in the tank, diesel in the tank
Smash into the bank, smash into the bank
I’m a billionaire in the makin’
Billionaire aspirations
It’s about bigger nuts up for grabs
That’s about a billion I gots to have
Big house on the lake, 30 acres
Big yacht, pull up and dock
Spaceship, lil’ whip on the runway
Gunnin’ to take off (???) gas until it hit my
What’s up in the sky
What you seein’, oh my
It’s a bird, it’s a plane
Just one hell of a guided
Know that he can fly it
No he was so fly
Smash oh twice my size
Finna smash hoes like flies
Heavyweight on both sides
Either left, either right
.38 or four-five
Open up your eyes wide
Fill ’em up holes in silence
When the holes shut tight
Which one of ’em come right
What a great day to die
Raise your hand if you wondered if I kill for mine
A field with mine
You niggas got (???), sit on the pine
You’ll never could find
A nigga like the Flesh
I’m one of a kind
You niggas come a dozen a dime
And love it that I’m, feelin’ like I’m still in my prime
It figures that I, ain’t worried about you stealin’ my shine
You snake niggas leave a trail of slime
I know exactly when you wastin’ my time
So just stay up off my line
Chorus
Who the coolest of the coolest, coolest
The truest of the truest, truest
Who them dudes when some shit pop off
It goes loud in a real way
You niggas don’t wanna play
Diamonds on the wrist, diamonds on the wrist
Gators on the feet, gators on the feet
Diesel in the tank, diesel in the tank
Smash into the bank, smash into the bank
Who the coolest of the coolest, coolest
The truest of the truest, truest
Who them dudes when some shit pop off
It goes loud in a real way
You niggas don’t wanna play
Diamonds on the wrist, diamonds on the wrist
Gators on the feet, gators on the feet
Diesel in the tank, diesel in the tank
Smash into the bank, smash into the bank
Back to the track, it’s under attack
I’m bringin’ the real rap, and you can let me know if you feel it
I don’t give a fuck if (???) it’s gettin’ my snatch
Get to the money, man hit the track
Your money, man let it stack
Get your money, man
With your gat, get your money
Man, sign the back of a check and let it cash out
Gettin’ this money, that’s all I know
If it ain’t about gettin’ this money
Nigga you can smash out
Hit ’em with a (?) that’s quick it’ll split the shit
You about to get in the middle of a ditch
And it figures it be done with
Let it blow like a pistol to let ’em know he don’t run shit
Y’all can miss me with that dumb shit
Givin’ you reason to leave you bleedin’, I’m good at that
Treatin’ me like a traitor for your treason, I’m full of that
Beatin’ on you haters, me let it hit like a wooden bat
Do what I gotta do with my cannon and then I put it back
‘Cause I gotta eat
If I don’t eat, don’t sleep, won’t sleep
Keep my feet to the street
Creep until I’m (?) in my teeth
Like a beast on a mission
Until I finish my feast
I ain’t tellin’ you shit, but they want me to preach
I ain’t spellin’ no names, because the game ain’t free
My nigga go ahead and pay it as if you want me to say it
It’s like she ain’t fuckin’ with you because you a creep
So don’t be a creep
Chorus
Who the coolest of the coolest, coolest
The truest of the truest, truest
Who them dudes when some shit pop off
It goes loud in a real way
You niggas don’t wanna play
Diamonds on the wrist, diamonds on the wrist
Gators on the feet, gators on the feet
Diesel in the tank, diesel in the tank
Smash into the bank, smash into the bank
Who the coolest of the coolest, coolest
The truest of the truest, truest
Who them dudes when some shit pop off
It goes loud in a real way
You niggas don’t wanna play
Diamonds on the wrist, diamonds on the wrist
Gators on the feet, gators on the feet
Diesel in the tank, diesel in the tank
Smash into the bank, smash into the bank