OldHead lyrics

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I'm on my own, don't need you to f*ck with me
Can see you hating, smell it when you talk to me
I know they hating 'cause they wishing they could f*ck with me
I hit this drank, I smoke my blunt and I get dumb silly
I catch a old head and I give his ass a wet willie
You twenty-seven trying to hate, I'm young and dumb litty
Been making music for a grip, I brought my friends with me
Spilling trash, dropping ash, f*cking up the city
They think bro the kid, they trying to talk on him
I'm going old school with this sh*t, I got unc on him
Little shawty talking like the kid, she trying to f*ck on him
I get these beats up in the email, then I walk on them
Watch how I break the rules, this sh*t clock stopping
I'm at the table with a thot, she cannot stop talking
I might steal his b*tch and know he still gon' rock with me
A busty b*tch with triple Ds and she got the busty titties
Been getting rusty with this sh*t, I'ma go and get back quickly
I'm watching movies cuddled with your b*tch, I got a hicky
I quit the alcohol, but I can't quit the bad b*tches
They ain't on the sh*t I'm on, I'm really moving different
I put brick on top of brick, this sh*t, I really built it
I ain't capping with this sh*t, yeah, I really live it
Couple thousand on some drugs, yes, I really spent it
I'm in the Oval Office getting done, I'm Bill Clinton
Bill Clinton, I got thirty b*tches, thirty million
Thirty million dollars in my bank account, I'm spending
I'm Bill Clinton with the suds every time I'm drinking
I'm Bill Clinton and my b*tch Monica Lewinsky
Ain't finna buy no b*tch, you getting pus*y tricking
The type of b*tch I like be happy with a three piece chicken
Can't be crying, on my ass crying, nah, I ain't a victim
You got no sauce with this sh*t, that's why you pay for pus*y
You twenty-seven stuck online, I know you probably pus*y
You look ugly as f*ck, I know you probably musty