Old School ft. Moose Lyrics

Light up a doobie and go get some more

If you don't like me, get the fuck off me, hoe

Out for the gold so you know I'm a whore

Tougher than leather, you know I'm a horse

Gone off that horsepower whippin' the porch

Me and my people, we need a little more

Strugglin' a little hard, takin' care of lil' bro

Ain't got a wife, cause I do this alone

Be with my people everywhere that I go

Niggas talkin' crazy, tryna test out my pole

I'm not the one you should fuck with, lil' dog

I'm not the one you should fuck with, lil' dog

Now switch it up, I go crazy on the beat

Have these boys starin' like they takin' LSD, AT

You Metahuman form of STD

لا تحجي وياي بابا كوم بي

My bars be heavy, تشريب

I got the munchies, شنجيب

يومين هنا وعشرة انغيب

احنة النودي واحنة النجيب

50 G's, هاي بس البل ايد

احجي والغي بس بابا ميفيد

I don't need the food, just bring me the beats

Eat that bitch up, now I'm feelin' so free

This ain't a hobby, I'm livin' this G

Mansour are kicked back and we smokin' some trees

Dirty Sprite, My lean بلون الزبيب

My lean بلون الزبيب

Smokin' holy shit, like a priest

Fuck your mama, just to say the least

Who is you introduce you to, the beast

Hi, it's me, I'm playin' games with the cheats

Spendin' late nights in the streets

Not religion, but a walking Robert Creek

Envy and the greed, it's somethin' we don't need

Lil' bitch, fuck do you mean

I don't want no drama, I just want the peace

I just pray to Allah and hope that he agrees

I'm leavin' these niggas diseased, I'm a beast

I eat them up like a feast, Baghdad from the east

I drop holy verses like a priest who speaks to God

I'ma get so high, astronomical astronaut, why not

As long as I don't get caught, I'm gone

Smokin' on grass, not the kind you step on

This is not a con, so keep it calm or keep it cool

I do it old school, but my flow so cruel

Non-stop and we addin' some fuel to the fire

Let's get higher, I'ma get my lighter

Let's get louder, I got white powder

If you talkin' space, I'm from the outer

You talkin' gas, I got that sour diesel

We are not equal, my rhymes is lethal

Tattooed up with the needle, you're fearful

This is not legal, got them buzzin' like a beetle

But we all tight, it's goin' down tonight

Huss got the mic and he ain't polite at all

Hit up to the mall, ready to brawl

Never trip, never fall, fuck you all