Kai Cenat / Old Days
BabyTron, Luh Tyler
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Phew Huh, hey Granny think that I'm an angel, I Granny think that I'm an angel, I was born with horns (swear) I be ballin' on these young boys, you niggas corns (niggas corns) How ironic that I'm drippin', came from in the storm (flash) You can tell he ain't a shooter, just look at his form (look at his form) You can tell he go to school, probably in his dorm (corn) Me and Tron in MIA swervin' in a foregin (skrrt, skrrt) Big body on Collins Ave, come and hear her roar (skrrt) This bitch ain't even tryna shake no ass, kick her out, she borin' (kick her out, man) (Gang) I'm with Tron in the booth goin' back to back (yeah) Niggas cappin' in they raps, goin' hat for hat (cap) I be smokin' out the bowl, let's go pack for pack (phew) Pull it out and up yo' roll, let's go rack for rack Bustdown rollie avalanche, just like Kai Cenat (Kai) Only hit the bitch one time, I won't call her back Get the head and then I cut the strings, I can't get attached Only right it's me, Certy and Pat, we chillin' in the trap So many racks, why my pockets fat, they can't get no chill She done see my cuban now she tryna f*ck, this bitch a gold digger Palm Angels Moncler collab, watch the coat glitter It's gon' be a hot summer, it's gon' be a cold winter (On Gang) (Yeah, yeah) (Shoo, shoo) Don't bring yo' ho to my show, you might get yo' bitch hit Million dollar deals on the table, I'm a rich kid My nigga tryna put that brrt on a nigga biscuit Don't try to go against the guys, boy, you don't wanna risk it I know if I miss the shot, Tyler got the tip in Better duck, better get low, my shooter split wigs Catch you walkin' out the door, we don't wanna hit cribs A million dollar shit, check it off off my wishlist Hey, SBDSM Long live $cams Hey, hey, hey, hey Skee Now they see Luh Tyler at the top, they like, "No way" (they like, "No way") Pocket full of guap, it ain't nothin' like the old days (ain't like the old days) When you see us, we be fresher than a bitch like it's Colgate And it 'cause we rich, give a f*ck 'bout what a ho say ('bout what a ho say) They see Luh Tyler at the top, they like, "No way" (they like, "No way") Pocket full of guap, it ain't nothin' like the old days (ain't like the old days) Niggas see us, we be fresher than a bitch like it's Colgate And it 'cause we rich, give a f*ck 'bout what a ho say ('bout what a ho say) Get a look at them bands in my safe, you might pass out Pull up to the party and we back in, we don't back out Young nigga, I'ma bring them racks in, I'm a cash cow I don't like when niggas get to actin' funny like they class clowns Take a nigga bitch then treat her like a blunt, she get passed 'round Niggas cappin' out here pullin' stunts, sit yo' ass down Talkin' 'bout money, nigga, know I got a bunch, bring them racks out Man, these niggas, they be fakin', all they like to do is cap now All these niggas do is cap, man, go and get ya hat Pull up in that coupe like Batman, nigga, it's all black She a eater just like Pacman, nigga, that's a gnat I'ma get her to bring the racks in, nigga, that's a fact Nigga, I'ma get up, chase that dough, do that on the daily Bitch my name ain't Captain-Save-A-Ho, I can't do no savin' Man, I heard they tryna book me for a show, man, they gotta pay me Every day we chasin' money on the road, niggas really lazy Now they see Luh Tyler at the top, they like, "No way" (no way) Pocket full of guap, it ain't nothin' like the old days (ain't like the old days) When you see us, we be fresher than a bitch like it's Colgate (like it's Colgate) And it 'cause we rich, give a f*ck 'bout what a ho say (yeah) They see Luh Tyler at the top, they like, "No way" (they like, "No way") Pocket full of guap, it ain't nothin' like the old days (ain't like the old days) When you see us, we be fresher than a bitch like it's Colgate (like it's Colgate) And it 'cause we rich, give a f*ck 'bout what a ho- (hey, hey) Give a f*ck 'bout what a ho think (I swear) Lil' bitch all up on my woody, call her Bo Peep Grind equals no sleep (grind equals no sleep) Final drive down six, f*ck around and go deep Rockstar lifestyle, viewer discretion advised Had to blow the whistle, doggy knew not to step on the line When it's said and done, bet I was super ahead of my time You gon' feel the vibe, flip when them shooters steppin' inside I can't miss a flight, nah, I do 'em a step at a time Catch me coolin' off a deuce, like dude, that's a regular high Baby bottles 'round like I'm a pops, we just measurin' lines Knew I was the one, I brought it back any regular time Me and Luh Tyler from the Mitten down to Florida All this gold got me feelin' godly, givin' out a Nora White boy, Kyle Herder, catch me scorin' out in Georgia Eyes low, still'll whip them fans out like Kimora Out explorin', got my Apple Maps open like I'm Dora Ended up in Spain, I'm out here spendin' Euros in Zamora Lil' bitch ain't got no morals, pulled up on me, gave me oral Cuddy off too many drugs right now, he think that he immortal I done overdid the shrooms, think I'm sinkin' through a portal Slidin' in the ghost, I guess the activity paranormal Why they hatin' on us? Got it out the mud like some ogres Heard they still nappin' on me, wake 'em up like some Folgers You can try and f*ck me over, DSM, I'm with some soldiers Streets chilly than a bitch but my holdin' set was colder Star player, catch a body, bet I'm still gon' sell some posters Up and down, up and down, life really a roller coaster Get a bitch, remote control her (hey) You ain't sell no tickets, now you a promoter Sittin' on the rim from when we had us no exposure Off an oxycodone, boy, my shooter low composure Do a driveby, blow the motor Blowin' zotty, I can't stop because the sherrifs know the odor All that actin' like the plug, boy, cut it out, I know the grower Life gon' try to stop you at the rim, but I'm gon' throw up floaters Is that kid gon' hit the bucket when the team up on his shoulders? Now they see Luh Tyler at the top, they like, "No way" (no way) Pocket full of guap, it ain't nothin' like the old days (ain't like the old days) When you see us, we be fresher than a bitch like it's Colgate (like it's Colgate) And it 'cause we rich, give a f*ck 'bout what a ho say (yeah) They see Luh Tyler at the top, they like, "No way" (they like, "No way") Pocket full of guap, it ain't nothin' like the old days (ain't like the old days) When you see us, we be fresher than a bitch like it's Colgate (like it's Colgate) And it 'cause we rich, give a f*ck 'bout what a ho say
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Written by: James Edward Johnson II, Tyler Meeks
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