Old English (feat. ASAP Ferg & Freddie Gibbs)

[Young Thug]

Old English, 800 capsules of Molly

Just be very still, I ain’t gonna hurt anybody

Hell nah, I ain't Twelve, but if I like it I cop it

I met papi and he said he good at uploading wallets

Catch me ridin' with them slimes, them my youngins

Catch me boolin' with them slimes, them my youngins

I be slimming with them slimes cause they my youngins

Catch me sliding with the slimes cause them my youngins

Chrissy Carter bezel inside my baby pampers, eww

I get off the work and let the J's snort the scale

My bitch ride slow with the yay like she get L’s

I wear that white, I cook that white, but I am not no chef

Add a little soda, put the tan on it

I got the shit for my L O and my shawty want it

I drink more mud than a pig, I think porky want me

And the front of the Mazzi look like a fork don't it?

Let it breathe

I'm not no rat but Young Thugger be chasing cheese

I want the M's and I’m not talking Micky D’s

My jewelry gold like the tokens at Chuck E. Cheese

Old English, 800 capsules of Molly

Just be very still, I ain’t gonna hurt anybody

Hell nah, I ain't Twelve, but if I like it I cop it

I met papi and he said he good at uploading wallets

Catch me ridin' with them slimes, them my youngins

Catch me boolin' with them slimes, them my youngins

I be slimming with them slimes cause they my youngins

Catch me sliding with the slimes cause them my youngins

[Freddie Gibbs]

Slammin' with my youngin’s, couple hundred onions

Breaking down them 20’s what you need, we got it for you

Chop a chicken down to chicken nuggets for my cluckers

Spray that Cutlass, threw them Forgiato's on that motherfucker

Gangsta Gibbs ho'

Fresh up off the powder pan, so low on the ‘94

Bitch, I want that powder bag, geekers do that zombie walk

Bitch, I let the chopper talk

Niggas get to talking, ch-ch-chop ‘em off like Tomahawks

Ch-ch-chop ‘em off like Tomahawks

Eight thousand capsules of molly

Yeah, selling dope, and robbing, momma I dropped out of college

Yeah, jumped off on this rap shit, I’ve been one hundred solid

Yeah, police ever catch me then they gon’ catch a body

[Young Thug]

Old English, 800 capsules of Molly

Just be very still, I ain’t gonna hurt anybody

Hell nah, I ain't Twelve, but if I like it I cop it

I met papi and he said he good at uploading wallets

Catch me ridin' with them slimes, them my youngins

Catch me boolin' with them slimes, them my youngins

I be slimming with them slimes cause they my youngins

Catch me sliding with the slimes cause them my youngins

[A$AP Ferg]

One night I was in Santos, it was lit like a candle

I was fly like a bird, I had on Stüssy Bape camo

With a cutie español, she had a booty like J-Lo

She had Jacobsen sandals, you've been trapped in the bando

She has to trap in the bando, ‘cause her momma got cancer

She can’t work in the states because her green papers ain’t legal

Fuck a "da me un peso", she be like "run de un peso"

Push the molly to Pedro, so she can feed her abuelo

She refuse to just settle on them shoes with them red soles

And refuse to be nude in front of them dudes on that dance pole

She can’t lose she just ooze a bunch of ambition like Nepo-lian

I could be ruler, and ride the streets on my Benzo

So, there she get money vicarious off her friends though

Cause a kid named Birdy look nerdy but he be after the bando

She robbed Birdy for birdies now Birdy after her head though

Hold on I think I see Birdy, and Birdy killed my Cuban ho