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[ Featuring Korporate ]

Hooligans

Cooling on the ave with the squad and 'em
Fresco got the judge we ain't squabbling
On that bullshit like Dennis Rodman
Bussin' off a Adderall I need me a Klonopin
Savemoney shit bitch, we the Hooligans
You know how we rock, it's the rock in here
Drunk and belligerent we wilding
I don't wanna feel shit I need me a Klonopin

We the Hooligans, we orchestrate the violence
Kami put Molly in my Cîroc again (f*ck)
Hit 'em with a bat, man, I'm robbing em
Now we talking to the court like Johnnie Cochran (snitches!)
Shawty just a thot, she a hypothesis
Lemme put it on her lips like collagen
Never been to college giving lectures at Harvard
She magna cum laude, I made her cum louder, ah
Never been average, been anti-establishement
I don't even wear them shits
I'll f*ck them Nikes 'cause of Kaepernick
No cap (cap)
Got the team on my back like I'm in a throwback (cap)
Put numbers on the board like stats
Fresco gon' shoot I ain't talkin' 'bout crack

Cooling on the ave with the squad and 'em
Fresco got the judge we ain't squabbling
On that bullshit like Dennis Rodman
Bussing off a Adderall I need me a Klonopin
Savemoney shit bitch, we the Hooligans
You know how we rock, it's the rock in here
Drunk and belligerent we wilding
I don't wanna feel shit I need me a Klonopin

27 Club, hall of fame, a self medicator
Rolling Swisher paper
Like Onyx I got sticky fingers
Tom Petty heartbreaker
Free falling off the cradle
Tell the label cut the check
That's rock, scissors, paper (woo)
Money is good for my health (uh)
I knew the drugs wouldn't help
Often times I think of hanging myself
Like Alex McQueen, give me the belt (uh)
I got a reason to live (yeah)
Already been through hell (uh)
But I got a 'script for the meds (why?)
'Cause I got pain to kill

Cooling on the ave with the squad and 'em
Fresco got the judge we ain't squabbling
On that bullshit like Dennis Rodman
Bussin' off a Adderall I need me a Klonopin
Savemoney shit bitch, we the Hooligans
You know how we rock, it's the rock in here
Drunk and belligerent we wilding
I don't wanna feel shit I need me a Klonopin

I know at some point
Everybody done had a little demo
That ain't do no justice
Cappin'
That moment you realise you lost one?
That shit hurt I ain't gon' lie to you
Players f*ck up though
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Hooligans

Cooling on the ave with the squad and 'em
Fresco got the judge we ain't squabbling
On that bullshit like Dennis Rodman
Bussin' off a Adderall I need me a Klonopin
Savemoney shit bitch, we the Hooligans
You know how we rock, it's the rock in here
Drunk and belligerent we wilding
I don't wanna feel shit I need me a Klonopin

We the Hooligans, we orchestrate the violence
Kami put Molly in my Cîroc again (f*ck)
Hit 'em with a bat, man, I'm robbing em
Now we talking to the court like Johnnie Cochran (snitches!)
Shawty just a thot, she a hypothesis
Lemme put it on her lips like collagen
Never been to college giving lectures at Harvard
She magna cum laude, I made her cum louder, ah
Never been average, been anti-establishement
I don't even wear them shits
I'll f*ck them Nikes 'cause of Kaepernick
No cap (cap)
Got the team on my back like I'm in a throwback (cap)
Put numbers on the board like stats
Fresco gon' shoot I ain't talkin' 'bout crack

Cooling on the ave with the squad and 'em
Fresco got the judge we ain't squabbling
On that bullshit like Dennis Rodman
Bussing off a Adderall I need me a Klonopin
Savemoney shit bitch, we the Hooligans
You know how we rock, it's the rock in here
Drunk and belligerent we wilding
I don't wanna feel shit I need me a Klonopin

27 Club, hall of fame, a self medicator
Rolling Swisher paper
Like Onyx I got sticky fingers
Tom Petty heartbreaker
Free falling off the cradle
Tell the label cut the check
That's rock, scissors, paper (woo)
Money is good for my health (uh)
I knew the drugs wouldn't help
Often times I think of hanging myself
Like Alex McQueen, give me the belt (uh)
I got a reason to live (yeah)
Already been through hell (uh)
But I got a 'script for the meds (why?)
'Cause I got pain to kill

Cooling on the ave with the squad and 'em
Fresco got the judge we ain't squabbling
On that bullshit like Dennis Rodman
Bussin' off a Adderall I need me a Klonopin
Savemoney shit bitch, we the Hooligans
You know how we rock, it's the rock in here
Drunk and belligerent we wilding
I don't wanna feel shit I need me a Klonopin

I know at some point
Everybody done had a little demo
That ain't do no justice
Cappin'
That moment you realise you lost one?
That shit hurt I ain't gon' lie to you
Players f*ck up though
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Writer: David Jr. Bradford, Stephen Feigenbaum, Travis Barker, Victor Kwesi Mensah
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