Lyrics Father – Old $$$

Intro:
Back in my day ass nigga
Always talking about old money
Not about getting new figures

Hook

Father:
Fuck your old money
Nigga fuck your old money
Niggas getting new money
Niggas getting new money
Hit the mall and ball all day
Young nigga taking calls all day
Nigga fuck your old money
Nigga fuck your old money
Hit the mall and ball all day
Young nigga taking calls all day
Nigga fuck your old money
Nigga fuck your old money

Pyramid Quince:
90 bags in this thing it’s a new age
Me and fam represent for the new age
Check me out I’m checked out with that new money

Father:
Yup, I’m so immature
And these hoes they so damn impure
My niggas think that I’m the fear
The city’s plagued and they think that I’m the cure
Whoo, nigga check me out
But not my gear boy I mean I’m in crazy house
Brought up good still bad
Hit the drugs went mad
Going up still sad
Fuck the mouth still dad

Hook

Outro:
Mmmhmm, big lips
Big bitches, little titty bitches, big titty bitches
God damn, range rovers, hangovers
Waking up in the same damn clothes do it all over again I don’t give a goddamn let’s go