[ Chorus, Dre Polo]
I'm flexing on my old hoes x8
[Verse 1, Dre Polo]
My old chick still calling
Young n***a be balling
Gotta pocket full of that paper
Vans on no skater
And Im talking money like broke n***a you need you a translator
If she a real b**h, ill take her out, we'll go shopping, I'll date her
Got that og in my blunt
Got my Robin jeans and I stunt
Throw a stack at yo b**h a**, let her pay her rent for one month
Got that H-Town in my cup, got that New Orleans in my grill
Ima 90's baby and I do it big r.i.p ta uncle Phil
Rappers signing deals then go broke
b**h it's mob, what up most
I was 17 in high school when pops was bagging up dope
I just need gold chains them Cuban links, them Harron bones and them ropes
Pull up in that Benz and squirdd off in that ghost
[ Chorus, Dre Polo]
I'm flexing on my old hoes x8
[ Verse 2, Hazeion]
That fly sh** I whips it
I pulls up, she can't gets in
She don't get dick, you little dip sh**
n***a this b**h, will give you sick dick
I wouldn't f** her with his dick
n***a Gooney will tell you bout ha'
Said she pregnant with my seed, hit Maury up cause I truly doubt ha' ( I'm flexing)
My old hoe she don't do sh**
So I had to pull me a Nino Brown, I had to cancel her and buy a new b**h
It was buy one, get one free so I ended up with two b**hes
They get cute, ima buy two moe' and end up with foe' new b**hes ( god damn)
My pimp hand is so strong
Weed, dick and Patron
That's all she gets in my home
And if she all alone
Then don't text my phone
But if she got her friends with her, she can meet with me and it's on ( god damn)
Ima flex so much on my old hoes
That I f**ed around and I got swolle
Couldn't fit in no clothes
Fall in love with those hoes
n***a please that's a no no
Give a damn if you a new b**h, I will treat you like a old hoe
[ Chorus, Dre Polo]
I'm flexing on my old hoes x8