Lyrics
I got old money
I'ma trapper cant you tell
I walked in the spot
I smell like kush an ysl
This ain't show money
I just made it off the scale
Show me what you on
I want to see if you for real
Get up off your ass
Become a boss and make a sale
I ain't fearing nothing
I been in and out of hell
I got old money
I'ma trapper cant you tell
I walked in the spot
I smell like kush an ysl
This ain't show money
I just made it off the scale
Show me what you on
I want to see if you for real
Get up off your ass
Become a boss and make a sale
I ain't fearing nothing
I been in and out of hell
They say that i'm a criminal
But I ain't been to jail
An if I told you about it
Let me know if you would tell
I was off the xans
They ran away I took a L
Had to bounce back
Fuck it I will never fail
Niggas fake anyways
But really you should wish them well
I'ma real Florida boy
Just like a beach I got them shells
You not in my wave
Cuz I'm the breeze
I push the water
Staying out the way
Just let me be don't even bother
I got old money
I'ma trapper cant you tell
I walked in the spot
I smell like kush an ysl
This ain't show money
I just made it off the scale
Show me what you on
I want to see if you for real
Get up off your ass
Become a boss and make a sale
I ain't fearing nothing
I been in and out of hell
I got old money
I'ma trapper cant you tell
I walked in the spot
I smell like kush an ysl
This ain't show money
I just made it off the scale
Show me what you on
I want to see if you for real
Get up off your ass
Become a boss and make a sale
I ain't fearing nothing
I been in and out of hell
You just want me for the money and fame
That's alright
I'ma be 100 I just want you for the night
Cuz really that shit equal
Am I wrong or am I right
I'm knowing that she with it
Okay cool that's super tight
An the way that she be slurping
Make me think she got no bite
She said boy you crazy
I can see it your eyes
Nah
That's just how i'm feeling
You know I don't tell no lies
I cant fuck with niggas an these bitches an besides
I got old money
I'ma trapper cant you tell
I walked in the spot
I smell like kush an ysl
This ain't show money
I just made it off the scale
Show me what you on
I want to see if you for real
Get up off your ass
Become a boss and make a sale
I ain't fearing nothing
I been in and out of hell
I got old money
I'ma trapper cant you tell
I walked in the spot
I smell like kush an ysl
These niggas be flaw they hate
An i don't care at all
I ain't play no sport
But I swear I just love to ball
Sipping on some tea
Bitch call me idyl i'm that nigga
I got hoes she love my vibe
She love the way that I be chilling
Looking for designer when I walk into the mall
My fit is appealing
That some fly shit you just saw
I feel like i'm blind
But I can see through shit so vivid
I see you want a prize
But i'm not going to ask you what is it
She touching on my jeans
I know these bitches way to wicked
Hold up let me chill
I'm about just go ahead and finish
I got old money
I'ma trapper cant you tell
I walked in the spot
I smell like kush an ysl
WRITERS
Giovanny Condorpusa
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