"Old Skool" lyrics
Gll, woof
(Scratch mixed it, ahehe)
Sound like Meek in this bitch
Look
I heard my dad was on the road, I guess it's meant to be (Woof)
She's sayin' "Kweng, you levelled up exponentially" (Ayy, ayy)
I'm with this model Bl****, man, she doin' ecstasy
Now, the Luger next to me
I like my trap with extra cheese, real shit
I just spent a five (Woof)
I just spent a ten (Ayy)
I just spent a twenty, man, I'll do it all again (Do it all again)
I-I-I did it for my ends, now, I'm doin' it for Kweng
Yeah, I got more racks than friends
Man, it's gettin' to my head (Ah)
Ridin' 'round '011, yeah, I'm old-school (Old-school)
Didn't see none of you in Soul Food (Soul Food)
No, it ain't Hitsquad, no, it ain't Zone 2 (Zone 2)
Belly used to hurt, now I'm dinin' in Nobu (Woof)
Ridin' 'round '011, yeah, I'm old-school (Old-school)
Didn't see none of you in Soul Food (Soul Food)
No, it ain't Hitsquad, no, it ain't Zone 2 (Zone 2)
Belly used to hurt, now I'm dinin' in Nobu (Woof)
Sometimes I forget that I'm way too litty
Never again that I'm rockin' with these chicks from Brikky
I like 'em Cardi B, but this ting looks like Nicki
You want a bag, but you ain't tryna hold this blicky
My East ting kinda cute, kinda look like oríkì (Ayy, come here)
Ting from Pecks got me cattin', kinda look like Saweetie
I got racks baby girl, but if you want, you can treat me
**** from Wembley, she ain't makin' it easy
O-o-o-okay (Okay), it's mad how it turned this way
Got me screamin', "Suwoo", but I ain't O Trey (Trey)
Damn, I ain't sayin' no names, but he got chinged, splashed and blazed (Bap, bap)
Damn, I ain't sayin' no names 'cause it's covered up H and that's catchin' a case
It's mad how it turned this way
I remember them days when I couldn't get paid (Okay)
Uptown eatin' octopus
Eight women onto me, man, I call it octo-puss (Ooh)
Open up his body like a surgeon how a doctor would
We livin' nuts, in and out of jail since Clock and Wood (Gang)
All my opps have been shot at (Bap)
But if you ask them yourself, they'll probably tell you that it's not that (Ah-allow)
My guy shottin' bits for B and he pebbles crack (Brrt)
Bro-bro-bro up on an opp, quick, drop that (Glah, bap)
I used to phone man for the readies and go rob that (Rob that)
But I'm gettin older now, so it's not that (Mh-hmm)
I got a light plug
And he-and he said if we use it, don't work, he'll drop that
Speedin' through my 'hood (Woof), spinner on my lap (Woof)
Any violation, let it pinger at the crack (Glah)
Diligent and that, we're movin' militant and that (Glah)
Two car convoy dingered off and that (Skrrt, skrrt)
She wanna know how our life like (Uh)
All them-all them ride outs and all the times we let it pipe-pipe (Pipe-pipe, uh)
See right now, I'm sky-high
See I'm smokin' on this cookie and it's fuckin' up my eyesight
Ridin' 'round '011, yeah, I'm old-school (Old-school)
Didn't see none of you in Soul Food (Soul Food)
No, it ain't Hitsquad, no, it ain't Zone 2
Belly used to hurt, now I'm dinin' in Nobu
Ridin' 'round '011, yeah, I'm old-school (Old-school)
Didn't see none of you in Soul Food (Soul Food)
No, it ain't Hitsquad, no, it ain't Zone 2
Belly used to hurt, now I'm dinin' in Nobu (Okay)
(Scratch mixed it, ahehe)
Sound like Meek in this bitch
Look
I heard my dad was on the road, I guess it's meant to be (Woof)
She's sayin' "Kweng, you levelled up exponentially" (Ayy, ayy)
I'm with this model Bl****, man, she doin' ecstasy
Now, the Luger next to me
I like my trap with extra cheese, real shit
I just spent a five (Woof)
I just spent a ten (Ayy)
I just spent a twenty, man, I'll do it all again (Do it all again)
I-I-I did it for my ends, now, I'm doin' it for Kweng
Yeah, I got more racks than friends
Man, it's gettin' to my head (Ah)
Ridin' 'round '011, yeah, I'm old-school (Old-school)
Didn't see none of you in Soul Food (Soul Food)
No, it ain't Hitsquad, no, it ain't Zone 2 (Zone 2)
Belly used to hurt, now I'm dinin' in Nobu (Woof)
Ridin' 'round '011, yeah, I'm old-school (Old-school)
Didn't see none of you in Soul Food (Soul Food)
No, it ain't Hitsquad, no, it ain't Zone 2 (Zone 2)
Belly used to hurt, now I'm dinin' in Nobu (Woof)
Sometimes I forget that I'm way too litty
Never again that I'm rockin' with these chicks from Brikky
I like 'em Cardi B, but this ting looks like Nicki
You want a bag, but you ain't tryna hold this blicky
My East ting kinda cute, kinda look like oríkì (Ayy, come here)
Ting from Pecks got me cattin', kinda look like Saweetie
I got racks baby girl, but if you want, you can treat me
**** from Wembley, she ain't makin' it easy
O-o-o-okay (Okay), it's mad how it turned this way
Got me screamin', "Suwoo", but I ain't O Trey (Trey)
Damn, I ain't sayin' no names, but he got chinged, splashed and blazed (Bap, bap)
Damn, I ain't sayin' no names 'cause it's covered up H and that's catchin' a case
It's mad how it turned this way
I remember them days when I couldn't get paid (Okay)
Uptown eatin' octopus
Eight women onto me, man, I call it octo-puss (Ooh)
Open up his body like a surgeon how a doctor would
We livin' nuts, in and out of jail since Clock and Wood (Gang)
All my opps have been shot at (Bap)
But if you ask them yourself, they'll probably tell you that it's not that (Ah-allow)
My guy shottin' bits for B and he pebbles crack (Brrt)
Bro-bro-bro up on an opp, quick, drop that (Glah, bap)
I used to phone man for the readies and go rob that (Rob that)
But I'm gettin older now, so it's not that (Mh-hmm)
I got a light plug
And he-and he said if we use it, don't work, he'll drop that
Speedin' through my 'hood (Woof), spinner on my lap (Woof)
Any violation, let it pinger at the crack (Glah)
Diligent and that, we're movin' militant and that (Glah)
Two car convoy dingered off and that (Skrrt, skrrt)
She wanna know how our life like (Uh)
All them-all them ride outs and all the times we let it pipe-pipe (Pipe-pipe, uh)
See right now, I'm sky-high
See I'm smokin' on this cookie and it's fuckin' up my eyesight
Ridin' 'round '011, yeah, I'm old-school (Old-school)
Didn't see none of you in Soul Food (Soul Food)
No, it ain't Hitsquad, no, it ain't Zone 2
Belly used to hurt, now I'm dinin' in Nobu
Ridin' 'round '011, yeah, I'm old-school (Old-school)
Didn't see none of you in Soul Food (Soul Food)
No, it ain't Hitsquad, no, it ain't Zone 2
Belly used to hurt, now I'm dinin' in Nobu (Okay)
