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LYRICFLUENTOld Head Lyrics by Icewear Vezzo Icewear Vezzo
Below, you will find the lyrics for Old Head by Icewear Vezzo.
Yeah that bitch smooth right here, Reddi
I'ma just talk on this motherfucker then
I ain't even really, nah, alright
(Roll the weed up
I just wanna smell that shit) yeah
Rovers, Benzes
this a trap dance
Dick hard, took a honey
Tryna get a lap dance
A yellow Chinese Perky
Now I feel like Jack Chan
We got rich from selling drop
But we still get the fap in
Yeah, pop a Tesla, I feel like moonwalkin'
stick pokin' out my shirt
So I don't move often
This G6 got me rollin' like a blue dolphin
took him shoppin' up at Swansons
They got new coffins
When you out here ballin'
They gon' come for you
A multimillion dollar grind, ho
I ain't comfortable
A whole brick of raw, I'm on the run with two
i'm finna bust 'em out the
Wrapper like a Lunchable
Thirty for a show, I'm gettin' paid tonight
my bitch bought Birkin just to fill
It up with baby wipes
Disrepect the pape', I got crazy ice
I just be shittin' everywhere, they
Ain't train me right, yeah
How the fuck you bad but love a poor nigga?
Bought your bitch new ass and titties
Now she go with me, yeah
I ain't ever lackin', I got pole with me
thirty hangin' out the Glock
Look like a door handle
Got that type of money make your ho leave you
can get a nigga whacked for
Real because I know people, yeah
stood on all my business
Now I'm more peaceful
Gold forty on my wrist, this
Ain't no Old English, nah
Fifty thousand dollars for a new Frenchie
got my check from 'Up the Sco'
And bought a new Bentley
Crack a pint of Quagen, we don't do Trishy
ho, I'm a motherfuckin' boss
What they gon' do with me? yeah
Hit 305, LA, I'm finna rain with Ghost
brand new condo in the 'burbs
That's for the Baby Locs
Richest in my city, I get paid the most
I can tell you ain't no shit
'cause you say the most, nigga
On a private jet, we smokin' ice pack
Can fuck a nigga baby mama
Yeah, I'm like that, ho
Fell a couple times and I bounced right back
These niggas happy bein' broke like
They don't like racks
We just end that motherfucker right there
I'm high as shit
We ain't doin', we ain't doin' no hooks, no
None of that shit on this shit
Rich Off Pints yeah
My nigga Reddi on the beat
Smerf recordin', you know how we comin'
Drank God what?
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