Old Times Lyrics – Slimelife Shawty
Singer: Slimelife Shawty
Title: Old Times
What I tell the b#tch?
Told the ho [?] that’s what I told the ho
Watch when I leave, all eight of my pockets’ll be on sumo
(This sound like Quel)
These days, n#gg#s still be tryna ride the wave
We made the ocean
And these days, the pretty women won’t work to get paid
So now they ho-ing
And these days, n#gg#s 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
The streets so crazy
Why all the freaks wanna rate me
Wondering why OG didn’t save me
I could’ve crashed a thousand times but he saved me
Jeesh, got in my bag and got it popping on my own
I don’t give no f#ck about a n#gg#, I’m a beast
And I don’t give no f#ck about no b#tch
When I was down on my dick, my ex b#tch turned freak
Pockets on sumo, b#tch, don’t worry ’bout me, I’m so stuck up
When I’m with Pluto, that’s the only time them birds round me
FBG nem no duck ducks
I guess these days n#gg#s 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
These days, n#gg#s still be tryna ride the wave
We made the ocean
And these days, the pretty women won’t work to get paid
So now they ho-ing
And these days, n#gg#s 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
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 n#gg#s hungry, they fiending for bodies
They fiending for drank and they fiending for molly
Step on a n#gg#, make sure you record it
Price on his head, get that done, I could afford it
Draco with the switch, I can’t tell you how I bought it
Gangsters [?]
Catch you in person and rip out your organs
You get these side hoes everything they asked for
And these hoes still gon’ complain
I never talk back to the task force
b#tch, I’m out my mind, I don’t even know my own name
Hoes want the clout and these n#gg#s want the same
These days, n#gg#s still be tryna ride the wave
We made the ocean
And these days, the pretty women won’t work to get paid
So now they ho-ing
And these days, n#gg#s 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 n#gg#s wanna see a n#gg# when you loaded
Try to take a n#gg# off then you load it
I won’t even tell the time on the Rollie
I just know this m#th*rf#ck*r real frozen
f#ck over your b#tch and [?]
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, n#gg#
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
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