CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : OLD SOUL
Ooh, yeah, yeah, ooh, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You know me, oh IV
Ooh, yeah
Big Glock four-oh, yeah
Ridin' in a four door, yeah
We was servin' low-low, yeah
Come get it for the low-low, yeah
Never cuff a ho-ho, yeah
Drive it off like oh-ho, yeah
Take it to they front door, yeah
Never talk to po-po
Man, I got a old soul, yeah (Man, I got a old soul)
I'm sorry that I got a old soul, yeah (I'm sorry that I got a old soul)
But we only totin' on four-fours
And I'm never breaking the bro code
Do this sh*t all for my big bro, yeah (Do this sh*t all for my big bro, yeah)
I'm sorry that I got a old soul, yeah
Like, can I get a minute, let a n***a finish
I'm too deep up in it, uh
They hate how I'm winnin', sorry I been sinnin'
They say I'm forgiven, uh
Mad that I can't flip it, I put up them digits
Told 'em go and get it, uh
Find 'em out here spinnin', man they got precision
I know they ain't missing, uh
Tryna please my mama, stackin' up these commas
I'm just like my papa, uh
I ain't with the drama, call me the Don Dada
I move like Obama, uh
Plus I keep a llama and I love the choppas
b*t*h I'm like Mufasa, uh
Hotter than a sauna, name a rapper hotter
I'ma say he not a, uh
I'm— I'm in love with Louis, I'm in love with Gucci
She in love with Prada, uh
He say he gon' shoot me, b*t*h, my life a movie
I get that a lotta
This clip hold a hundred anacondas, stick it in the choppa
Show you who's a shotta, b*t*h, pick up your partner
n***a now I got her, you can't say de nada
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You know me, oh IV
Ooh, yeah
Big Glock four-oh, yeah
Ridin' in a four door, yeah
We was servin' low-low, yeah
Come get it for the low-low, yeah
Never cuff a ho-ho, yeah
Drive it off like oh-ho, yeah
Take it to they front door, yeah
Never talk to po-po
Man, I got a old soul, yeah (Man, I got a old soul)
I'm sorry that I got a old soul, yeah (I'm sorry that I got a old soul)
But we only totin' on four-fours
And I'm never breaking the bro code
Do this sh*t all for my big bro, yeah (Do this sh*t all for my big bro, yeah)
I'm sorry that I got a old soul, yeah
Like, can I get a minute, let a n***a finish
I'm too deep up in it, uh
They hate how I'm winnin', sorry I been sinnin'
They say I'm forgiven, uh
Mad that I can't flip it, I put up them digits
Told 'em go and get it, uh
Find 'em out here spinnin', man they got precision
I know they ain't missing, uh
Tryna please my mama, stackin' up these commas
I'm just like my papa, uh
I ain't with the drama, call me the Don Dada
I move like Obama, uh
Plus I keep a llama and I love the choppas
b*t*h I'm like Mufasa, uh
Hotter than a sauna, name a rapper hotter
I'ma say he not a, uh
I'm— I'm in love with Louis, I'm in love with Gucci
She in love with Prada, uh
He say he gon' shoot me, b*t*h, my life a movie
I get that a lotta
This clip hold a hundred anacondas, stick it in the choppa
Show you who's a shotta, b*t*h, pick up your partner
n***a now I got her, you can't say de nada
