Old Gods Lyrics

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