
old / new money - zelly ocho lyrics
[chorus]
(mayyski)
yeah, i want old money, new money
bad b*tch, same b*tch
and she been ridin’, she said that
i’m gon blow up, just like bin laden
i need new money, blue money
“what the f*ck you gonna do” money
if i pour up some lean, it be too muddy
they told on eachother, they two dummies
yeah, i want old money, new money
bad b*tch, same b*tch
and she been ridin’, she said that
i’m gon blow up, just like bin laden
i need new money, blue money
“what the f*ck you gonna do” money
if i pour up some lean, it be too muddy
they told on eachother, they two dummies
[verse 1]
okay, that wet p*ssy, gotta swim in it
i got one life, b*tch, i’m not a kitten
through them racks away like it’s good riddance
get ’em back the next day, i’m good with it
put the gang on, she like hood n*ggas
we gon’ share that money, it’s a good business
i get fly as f*ck like i’m in the sky (woo), like that’s where i’m livin’, like i’m just chillin’
like i’m just bad at the rap sh*t, like i can’t get on, like i’m f*ckin’ trippin
like i really gotta start rappin’, n*gga
b*tch, i’m in the bentley, me and trippie, trippie
feel like k suave, the way it’s “f*ck these b*tches”
i’m a hypocrite ’cause my cup dirty but i swear to god, i couldn’t touch these b*tches
no cap, but it’s drugs in the cup i’m sippin’
[bridge]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[chorus]
yeah, i want old money, new money
bad b*tch, same b*tch
and she been ridin’, she said that
i’m gon blow up, just like bin laden
i need new money, blue money
“what the f*ck you gonna do” money
if i pour up some lean, it be too muddy
yeah, i want old money, new money
bad b*tch, same b*tch
and she been ridin’, she said that
i’m gon blow up, just like bin laden
[verse 2]
b*tch (f*ck), f*ck (yeah) yo’ dm’s, i been slidin’
b*tch, i put drugs on my body, i can’t deny it
b*tch, i could take a perc’ upside down, like i’m ben rawley
yeah, i told the devil “look at my eyes” can’t see a soul probably
okay, i f*ck them racks and buy what i want
sometime he go and sometime he don’t (oof)
i’m pullin’ off gone, i turned to a ghost (woo)
the drugs in my front door, i am a host
my b*tch too bad, she shoulda’ been vogue
gun too big, i put on a coat
it ain’t ’bout money, i don’t wanna know (i got a b*tch in a [?])
yeah
[chorus]
yeah, i want old money, new money
bad b*tch, same b*tch
and she been ridin’, she said that
i’m gon blow up, just like bin laden
i need new money, blue money
“what the f*ck you gonna do” money
if i pour up some lean, it be too muddy
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