Jay Gwuapo
Old Deal
[Intro]
7012E bitch MOB, yea yea yea yea FGM whoo

[Chorus]
Twist another blunt pop a whole pill
Pourin' up that lean out an old seal
They say Platinum need to stop he ain't got no chill
What you doing, bitch I'm shitting on my old deal
Move that work, I get it in, I do it for real
You play with me up in that EastSide bitch you roadkill
They say Platinum need to stop he ain't got no chill
What you doing bitch I'm shitting on my old deal

[Verse 1]
Pull up with my Rûsters, you can never run up all my n***as is shooters
I'm pouring two cups, hittin' two blunts never pass is to losers
I'm feelin' myself they say is bad for my health I say Fuck the accusers
While you was just taking your notes I was teachin' these n***as lil bitch get a tutor
I'm kind of brazy, sometimes I feel like all my time is wasting
That's when I roll me a blunt and I hop on these beats and I turn into Jason
The Monstaz out, if you in your lane better stay in your station
When the lama come out everybody getting hit, bloody vacation
I gotta do this shit my way, so much weed I should roll that shit sideways
But I promise to do what the MOB say, you fucking with that drop you off in Zimbabwe
Applying pressure while I'm sellin' pressure so all the bitches do with I say
And I just got some lean, I'm gon' pour that shit up until I fall asleep finding my way (GANG)

[Chorus]
Twist another blunt pop a whole pill
Pourin' up that lean out an old seal
They say Platinum need to stop he ain't got no chill
What you doing, bitch I'm shitting on my old deal
Move that work, I get it in, I do it for real
You play with me up in that EastSide bitch you roadkill
They say Platinum need to stop he ain't got no chill
What you doing bitch I'm shitting on my old deal

[Verse 2]
My swag offensive, the gang ready and the gats extended
Them n***as hungry for beef they at anything that grabs my attention
You get stabbed for yo bitchin', I'm trynna own me some property tax all the tenants
And that's how I get down my swagger ridiculous, that be the reason I'm jackin' these bitches
(Skirrrtt skirrrtt) I'm pullin' up where yo mama stay
You better have my money like undelay, if you ain't got it better find a way
No I ain't Simon but Simon says u better have my bread before you die today
If the nine don't work imma try the K, now Simon says to blow your house away
And Fuck your lil crowd, I just get money and light up my loud
A walk-through a thou. When the gang in the building they don't make a sound
Invest in a pound, boy you know how fast we gon' smoke up that ounce
These n***as groupies the copy the style and shout out to Fattie I'm making him proud
[Chorus]
Twist another blunt pop a whole pill
Pourin' up that lean out an old seal
They say Platinum need to stop he ain't got no chill
What you doing, bitch I'm shitting on my old deal
Move that work, I get it in, I do it for real
You play with me up in that EastSide bitch you roadkill
They say Platinum need to stop he ain't got no chill
What you doing bitch I'm shitting on my old deal