Hardwood Classic Lyrics

She call me New School, cause I hate classics

Think Ima wizard, cause my wood magic

Bring me the pape, I don't swipe plastic

Hate, transactions, where I feel micro managed

Balling on yo ex, this a Hardwood Classic

Forget your baggage

You with the next

I ain't adding stress, block his text

Let's go shopping and go break some necks

Knowing, when we pop out together

Might just break the net

And I'm here for it

We gone be stuck for a while, and not just a moment

Baby, gone roll out the jar

That one the most potent

Know that if we drink, then fucking shortly

You know you my fucking shorty

Ain't got a single worry, to even think, that you fucking on me

And that's real shit

I'll tell you now, that I'm not easy to deal with

My vibe like Disney, yeah, this not a little field trip

But when my mood change, man it's something like a mental switch

I get unhappy and start frowning at the world

But I'm happy you my girl, give my time, and I'll be back again

And if lose you, then I'm praying that he lack again

Winning Time, I'll bust Larry ass just how Magic did

She call me New School, cause I hate classics

Think Ima wizard, cause my wood magic

Bring me the pape, I don't swipe plastic

Hate, transactions, where I feel micro managed

Balling on yo ex, this a Hardwood Classic

Forget your baggage

You with the next

I ain't adding stress, block his text

Let's go shopping and go break some necks

Knowing when we pop out together

Might just break net

And I'm here for it

I'll give you the time of your life, I hope you enjoy it

When that door close to the room, nothing else important

Ima fold you up, like origami, think you double jointed

Let me ease your mind, to crack a smile

You'll never feel unwanted

Soon you'll never need no money

Swear, my time coming

Baby, ima let the rays shine on your face

When we Leaving London

If I'm making 24, then I gotta give you least a dozen

I only need taste, of what I make, you keep the whole portion

So what I'm saying, is that, all mine, is yours

I expect to open doors, To every room, cause you deserve

No, I'm not perfect. It's gone take a little work

I'll fade a pussy like I'm Dirk, you ate down for 24

She call me New School, cause I hate classics

Think Ima wizard, cause my wood magic

Bring me the pape, I don't swipe plastic

Hate, transactions, where I feel micro managed

Balling on yo ex, this a Hardwood Classic

Forget your baggage

You with the next

I ain't adding stress, block his text

Let's go shopping and go break some necks

Knowing, when we pop out together

Might just break the net

And I'm here for it