Old School Flow Lyrics

Yeah, there you go

Uh-huh

Psh

What's up, Pharaoh, man

You are now listening to DJ Pharoah Gamo

Look, I'm tryna bust another plate, callin' Kaepernick

The mall closed, my bitch mad she not havin' it

Young nigga bossed up, never on no average shit

You was the man in high school with your swagger when

I'm tryna come up Rolls-Royce, you can have the Benz

And I ain't worried bout a friend, I be stackin' ends

Tryna five to a 10, turn a 10 to a M

Broke niggas mad and they hatin' cause they envy him

He still mad I whooped his ass in the jungle gym

It was three of us, one of him, so we jumped him in

Somethin' like a frisbee, we gon' spin again

Put his ass on the fishin' hook, Brody will amend

I'm steady posted on my block, where you niggas been

I'm still ridin' around with packs, bitch, I get it in

Not steady knockin' at the door, Brody let him in

Uh, usually come for a 20, but he want a 10

Hey, who the fuck is Dawg? Already fallin' off

The plug hit him with a pack of soft and he snorted off

Dawg went and wrote a statement, that's what got him off

If you ain't talkin' bout no paper, I am not involved

Throw him in a pot, cook his ass like a casserole

My haters make me who I am, I ain't mad at y'all

Took me off the bench, nigga, so I had the ball

I need the neck now, I already had the jaw

I need the neck now