Old School Lyrics

Give me a one, two, three, let me tell you how my day goes

They know, they believe everything that they see, so

I'ma keep it a buck and drain it out with the radio

Might as well keep it real, it ain't played up on my stereo

Big dog status with the old school player

Little dogs barkin' how they can't make a lay up

Give me a one, two, three, let me tell you how my day goes

They know, they believe everything that they see, so

I'm a big dog playin' up in ya Sony, lil speakers

Don't talk up on my name, cause my underdogs will get ya

Made more today than usual, cause I don't do the features

That's my ego, here we go, I see you in the bleachers

The player hate the game, cause you can't find your lane

Don't understand being mad it parts away from what you gain

Come on and say it with your chest, like a big boss mane

Or you just following the leader, do whatever they say

Lil' pup, I'm a big dog, eat you like I'm Rick Ross

Walkin' with my trailer trash, junk you out for a little cost

Appetite with the floss, cardio, been a lose

My shirt out the garbage bag, makin' room, wringing out your flaws

Don't break a sweat, how I'm chainin' two, still leakin

Oil dropped in the cycle when I pedal through seasons

No machine watchin' me, I done settled agreement

Handwashing no pocket, watchin' when fans are grieving

Give me a one, two, three, bitch, I'm not here to wait

Go away where you lay, underneath with your rank

Do not play with the dogs in the yard where I stay

Cause I'ma keep it a hundred and do whatever it takes

Build a fence, it don't break, how I distribute different weight

Look at everything I accomplish in a matter of days

Losers win again, something you gotta look in the face

With the win, lose or draw, I'm the only one holdin' stakes

Cowbell, there's a winner with no accidental

Sittin' back with an axe in the back of the rental

Blade sharpened, with time for the opposing mental

The wood is stained, how I grip grains, too real to handle

Give me a one, two, three, let me tell you how my day goes

They know, they believe everything that they see, so

I'ma keep it a buck and drain it out with the radio

Might as well keep it real, it ain't played up on my stereo

Big dog status with the old school player

Little dogs barkin' how they can't make a lay up

Give me a one, two, three, let me tell you how my day goes

They know, they believe everything that they see, so

I'm keep it a buck and drain it out with the radio

Might as well keep it real, it ain't played up on my stereo

Big dog status with the old school player

Little dogs barkin' how they can't make a lay up

B-b-big dog status with the old school player

Little dogs barkin' how they can't make a lay up

Give me a one, two, three, let me tell you how my day goes

They know, they believe everything that they see, so