Old Gods
I got cash for the bro's
For the bro's
1999 God and Jesus made a toast
They created 2 goats, Getting litty at the shows
Groupies asking me to sign this, I said blow me like a nose
Niggas tryna ride the wave, I surf the peak when I ain't home
But when I'm in mi casa, I get crowed up on my throne
Mentally a man, age of 10 I'm acting grown
If we can't talk it out, I'm throwing hands all through ya zone
Get your man, what's he on
Probably Patron
Bet I wax him like a candle check the mantle at my home
Bad bitches on patrol
Trying to cut a niggas soul
No allowance when you grounded but I still might hit it though
Grab them digits then I'm gone
Just don't hit my phone
She my banker, gotta thank her, she be leaving me a loan
Put some ice up on my necklace
Fill her Cuban with the rose
Hit her with the SeanDee
She gon feel it in her toes
I got cash for the bro's
For the bro's
1999 God and Jesus made a toast
They created 2 goats, Getting litty at the shows
Groupies asking me to sign this, I said blow me like a nose
Niggas tryna ride the wave, I surf the peak when I ain't home
But when I'm in mi casa, I get crowed up on my throne
Mentally a man, age of 10 I'm acting grown
If we can't talk it out, I'm throwing hands all through ya zone
For the bro's
1999 God and Jesus made a toast
They created 2 goats, Getting litty at the shows
Groupies asking me to sign this, I said blow me like a nose
Niggas tryna ride the wave, I surf the peak when I ain't home
But when I'm in mi casa, I get crowed up on my throne
Mentally a man, age of 10 I'm acting grown
If we can't talk it out, I'm throwing hands all through ya zone
Get your man, what's he on
Probably Patron
Bet I wax him like a candle check the mantle at my home
Bad bitches on patrol
Trying to cut a niggas soul
No allowance when you grounded but I still might hit it though
Grab them digits then I'm gone
Just don't hit my phone
She my banker, gotta thank her, she be leaving me a loan
Put some ice up on my necklace
Fill her Cuban with the rose
Hit her with the SeanDee
She gon feel it in her toes
I got cash for the bro's
For the bro's
1999 God and Jesus made a toast
They created 2 goats, Getting litty at the shows
Groupies asking me to sign this, I said blow me like a nose
Niggas tryna ride the wave, I surf the peak when I ain't home
But when I'm in mi casa, I get crowed up on my throne
Mentally a man, age of 10 I'm acting grown
If we can't talk it out, I'm throwing hands all through ya zone
Credits
Writer(s): Rashawn Hicks
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