Old Times

What I tell the bitch?
Told the ho we'll meet at Pluto with Pluto
That's what I told the ho
Watch when I leave, all eight of my pockets will be on sumo
(This sound like Quel)

These days niggas still be tryna ride the wave (Oh he surfin' surfin')
We made the ocean (Right)
And these days the pretty women won't work to get paid
(Oh she work it work it)
So now they ho-ing (Right)
And these days, niggas will do what a rat say (Goddamn)
Because he paid and he got motion (Damn)
And these days, you better lock that backdoor
'Cause your dawg will take you down if you loaded

Yeah streets so crazy (Yeah yeah)
Why all these freaks wanna raid me (Yeah yeah)
Wondering why OG didn't save me (Yeah yeah)
I could've crashed a thousand times but me saved me (Swerve off)
Jeesh
Got in my bag and got it popping on my own
I don't give no fuck about a nigga, I'm a beast (I hear 'em)

And I don't give no fuck about no bitch
When I was down on my dick
My ex bitch turned freak (I hear 'em)
Pockets on sumo, bitch, don't worry 'bout me (nah)
I'm so stuck up (Yeah, yeah)
When I'm with Pluto, that's the only time them birds round me
FBG nem no duck ducks

I guess these days niggas only step behind the IG
'Cause I see none of they lil' footsteps where I be
I done got too comfortable in the jungle
Got them racks, I'm staying humble
Talkin' bout racks on racks no IC

These days niggas still be tryna ride the wave (That shit brazy)
We made the ocean (This shit colossal)
And these days the pretty women won't work to get paid
(Bitch you lazy)
So now they ho-ing (Damn)
And these days, niggas will do what a rat say (Swear)
Because he paid and he got motion (Right)
And these days, you better lock that backdoor
'Cause your dawg will take you down if you loaded

Knew she was a freak and I bought her a body
Lil' bitty cheap ho, no need to be excited
I killed the cat in baguetty rock diamonds
We start the wave and they make sure they ride it
My niggas hungry, they fiending for bodies
They fiending for drank and they fiending for molly
Step on a nigga, make sure you record it
Price on the head, get it done, I could afford it

Draco with the switch, I can't tell you how I bought it
Gangsters on Twitter be playful on fortune
Catch you in person and rip out your organs
You get these side hoes everything they asked for
And these hoes still gon' complain (Yeah)
I never talk back to the task force
Bitch, I'm out my mind
I don't even know my own name
Hoes want the clout and these niggas want the same

These days niggas still be tryna ride the wave (That shit brazy)
We made the ocean (This shit colossal)
And these days the pretty women won't work to get paid
(Bitch you lazy)
So now they ho-ing (Damn)
And these days, niggas will do what a rat say
Because he paid and he got motion
And these days, you better lock that backdoor
'Cause your dawg will take you down if you loaded

These niggas wanna see a nigga when you loaded
Try to take a nigga off then you load it
I won't even tell the time on the Rollie
I just know this motherfucker real frozen
Slimelife Shawty holding that iron
Fuck over your bitch and he takin' a dime for sure
Gunned down soon as it get harder
Perkies and mollies and oil

Drac' with a kick, no recoil
Pull up, shoot a flick, in that order
I look like a lick out the soil
I look like a lick out the soil
Came out the soil, nigga
Big business, for life
Big business, for life, for life
Drac' with a kick, no recoil
Pull up, shoot a flick, in that order
I look like a lick out the soil
I look like a lick out the soil