Nyron - OLD ME! (OG Version) Lyrics

So, I want you to get nice and comfortable
Because you're about to have a fun ride
Ok, old flow backat' again and I hit it
30 it came with a fan n' I split it
Go off the dome, on top of my-uh
Goin' off the top of the dome and I'm finished
Check my time, you came back and list it
White girl with me, she callin' me nigga
Call me happy, I keep my trigger
Run up on me and I'm robbin' your fingers
Yeah, I'm outside with this hoe and I'm boo'ded' up
Yeah, puffin' gas she know that I'm zooted up
Crank her back, I tell her go toot it up
Raid the crib, I came back n' loot it up
She with me, she tell me go fill her up
She a freak, she wanna get Diddled' up
Pour that red and gotta get fizzled up
Hola!, gotta get a poca ey' sola
But bout' my bread, no toaster
Got a gold glock', up in my holster
Got a bad hoe live in NOVA
Got a bad hoe live in Philly, Philly
Gotta ball like Meek, no Milly
Ion' even care about my crib, my city
Got mo' money, mo' problems, no Diddy
Ha ha, yuh
Passin' the rock, get my bread like Millie
Pourin' up pint', messin' up my kidney
Can't be hard, they say you a kitty
Ha ha, yuh
Dyin' a legend, I feel like Whitney
Chopper on me, it came with some titty
Call me JP, cause I got a bad bitty
Ha ha, yo
How many bands did you make in a month?
Wait, I made that shit in a week
Smashin' a Granny, she lovin', no teeth
Watch this, yeah, I'ma cop me a Jeep
Goin' to the top of the game, reach a peak
Crackin' his girl in the back of my seats
I cannot hang wit' this hoe, she a freak
Hol' up, she callin' me daddy got issues
If she crying, I'm passin' her tissues
Pause a minute, I'm never gonna miss you
Miss who?, miss you?
Hol' up, hell no!
Run my bag on the road, makin' Junko
Say you a pet, sit down like Velko
Go to the store with a vet like Petco (Bitch! bitch! bitch!)
(Bitch! bitch! bitch! bitch!), Ha ha, yo
Say you a pet, go to the vet like Petco
Don't trust you like Metro
Rap on the track and I feel like Spectro!
Throwback Thursday came with like, retro
Came with that static, I feel like Electro
Knew you a hoe so I'm keepin' my distance
Cannot love no thot, I'm married to the money so that hoe just a mistress
Cannot cuff no thot, she settin' me up, I'm sendin' some missiles
Better some, send some shots, got a Uzi' on me, I ain't come with no pistols!
Yeah, I'm outside with this hoe and I'm boo'ded' up
Yeah, puffin' gas she know that I'm zooted up
Crank her back, I tell her go toot it up
Raid the crib, I came back n' loot it up
She with me, she tell me go fill her up
She a freak, she wanna get Diddled' up
Pour that red and gotta get fizzled up
Hola!, gotta get a poca ey' sola
But bout' my bread, no toaster
Got a gold glock', up in my holster
Got a bad hoe live in NOVA
Got a bad hoe live in Philly, Philly
Gotta ball like Meek, no Milly
Ion' even care about my crib, my city
Got mo' money, mo' problems, no Diddy
Ha ha, yuh
Passin' the rock, get my bread like Millie
Pourin' up pint', messin' up my kidney
Can't be hard, they say you a kitty
Ha ha, yuh
Dyin' a legend, I feel like Whitney
Chopper on me, it came with some titty
Call me JP, cause I got a bad bitty