Lyrics

Kwengface – Old Skool Lyrics

Kwengface Old Skool Lyrics

I heard my dad was on the roads
I guess it’s meant to be
She’s saying Kweng you
Leveled up exponentially
I’m with this model bitch
Man she doing ecstasy
Nah don’t do that next to me
I like my trap with extra cheese
Real shit
I just spent a 5
I just spent a 10
I just spent a 20 man
I’ll do it all again
I did it for my ends
Now I’m doing it for kweng
Yeah, I got more racks
Than friends man
It’s getting to my head

Riding round 011 yeah
I’m old school
Didn’t see none
Of you in soul food
No, it ain’t hitsquad
No it ain’t zone 2
Belly used to hurt
NowI’m dining in Nobu

Riding round 011 yeah
I’m old school
Didn’t see none
Of you in soul food
No, it ain’t hitsquad
No it ain’t zone 2
Belly used to hurt
Now I’m dining in Nobu

Sometimes I forget
That I’m way too litty
Never again that I’m rocking
With them chicks from bricky
I like em Cardi B
But this ting looks like Nicki
You want a bag
But you ain’t tryna hold this blicky
My east ting, kinda cute
Kinda look like karruche
Ting from pecks got me catting
Kinda looks like Saweetie
I got racks baby girl
But if you want you can treat me
Want Ri from Wembley
She ain’t making it easy

Okay it’s mad
How it turned this way
Got me screaming
Suuwuu but I ain’t O Trey
Damn I ain’t saying no names
But he got chinged
Splashed and blazed
Damn I ain’t saying no names
Cause that’s hubuda
Shit and catching a case
It’s mad how it turned this way
I remember them days
When I couldn’t get paid

Uptown eating octopus
8 women on to me
Man I call it octopus
Open up his body like
A surgeon how a doctor would
We living nuts
In and out jail since cockemwood
All my ops have been shot at
But if you ask them yourself
They’ll probably tell
You that it’s not that
My guys shottin bits of b
And he pebbles crack
Roll up, on an op quick drop that
I used to phone man
For the readies and go rob that
But I’m getting older
Now so it’s not that
I got a light plug
And he said if music
Don’t work he’ll drop that
Speeding through my hood
Spinner on my lap
Any violations let it
In pinger at the back
Diligent and that we’re
Moving militant and that
2 car convoy dingered off and that
She wanna know how our life like
All them ride outs
And all the times we let it pie pie
See right now I’m sky high see
I’m smoking on this cookie
And it’s fucking up my eyesight

Riding round 011 yeah
I’m old school
Didn’t see none
Of you in soul food
No, it ain’t hitsquad
No it ain’t zone 2
Belly used to hurt
Now I’m dining in Nobu

Riding round 011 yeah
I’m old school
Didn’t see none
Of you in soul food
No, it ain’t hitsquad
No it ain’t zone 2
Belly used to hurt
Now I’m dining in Nobu