Bollywood Flow

[Verse]

Who else really try to mess with Hollywood Cole

Treating Birmingham like my Hollywood shows

I'm tryin' to tell you something that you prolly should know

This that slumdog millionaire Bollywood flow

And ahh, my real friends never hearing from me

Fake friends write the wrong answers on the mirror for me

That's why I pick and choose

I don't get shit confused

I'm not with different crews

We walk the same paths, but got on different shoes

Live in the same building, but we got different views

I got a couple cars, I never get to lose

Don't like my women single, I like my chicks in twos

And these days all the girls is down to roll

We hit the strip club, and all them girls find a pole

Tell your girl to tell her friend that it's time to go

Tell me today's weather

I know they say they good but trust me I'm better

I sound like the coldest Miami night ever

I'm cold but still hot you can't decide on a sweater

Really it's whatever and I am murdering and this is so amusing

If there's a sight to see I am an illusion

I tell you I'm the man baby, what is the confusion

And if they still sleeping on me someone hit the snooze then

Keep sleeping while I sell a couple million

I'm headed for the moon, I ain't bout to hit the ceiling

I'm bout to hit the club, women tell me I'm appealing

But fuck what they say, let me tell you how I'm feeling

I'm drinking, these London street lamps got a real glow

Dizzy playin' driving fast but it feels slow

And ask your man, he's a hater baby he don't know

I could kick a punt and turn that shit into a field goal

This here was meant to get buried

I got a lot of things, I mention those barely

I ain't lyin' to the kids, like the dentist ain't scary

I'm what Lebron was to St. Vincent-St. Mary's

But I ain't playin' high school games

Pulling McClarens through a McDonald's drive through lane

I'm too fly, keep it hip-hop like Afu Ra

Girl on that McClaren, you gotta lift the doors

Blades chopping through the city streets, liquid swords