Cereal Records - Old English (Remix) lyrics

[Intro: YGF Savage] Cereal Records This that new flavor [Hook: YGF Savage] 800 capsules of xans Got these n***as acting up, but they all in my hands Go ahead, get your girl, cause she mess with the plans They called OGDA out, but they ain't got no hands Catch me riding with the squad, they my youngins (they my youngins) Catch me throwing up CR, they my youngins (they my youngins) Yea we repping 30 round gang, they my youngins (they my youngins) Yea the story stays the same, pop you in your f**ing brain Let's get it [Verse 1: YGF Savage] Started from the bottom, now I'm straight from the top Got these bullies acting up, hit 'em with these bops Got a few n***as in my life, but they some ops Got my day ones by my side, he go pop pop All n***as acting up, they don't get got We never on our fake, just call y'all some snakes You wanna ride with us, do you got what it takes? We were 30 round gang, but some other dudes the same Let's get it Hell nah, ain't no sorry, back for revenge Now I'm really gonna hit it, baby I'm off the 10s Got a few bars for you, let me just break them in p**y n***as acting strange, but sh** never change Old English [Hook: YGF Savage] 800 capsules of xans Got these n***as acting up, but they all in my hands Go ahead, get your girl, cause she mess with the plans They called OGDA out, but they ain't got no hands Catch me riding with the squad, they my youngins (they my youngins) Catch me throwing up CR, they my youngins (they my youngins) Yea we repping 30 round gang, they my youngins (they my youngins) Yea the story says the same, pop you in your f**ing brain Let's get it [Verse 2: OG Daddy Alex] AH b**h, I'm runnin' I got money, I'm stuntin' The hoes act like they don't wanna f** me, why they frontin'? I'm thirty, Curry punch it b**h I ain't got nothin' Boy I'm tryna cut it up and get a Durant These hoes, man they love me But I ain't lovey dovey I f** your hoe so hard it's like I'm tryna play some rugby You say you s** for real? You OD on those pills? OD on this dick girl, hit you in your feels OG Daddy Alex, and b**h I'm the kid Take your hoe for ransom, but I'm tryna get rich Running through the rain, hit a puddle and then I slip And I know some thotties around here who down with the flip Let's get it [Verse 3: Hunaveli] All this Old English, yea it's not diminished Playing all these hoes like a pregame scrimmage Catch me boolin' downtown with my youngins Cause we spitting cash and only getting hundreds All these n***as selling to these fiends Making money, not even clean Just on the mollies dropping out of college Always put my youngins, sitting up these addies Put your girl up before she call me f**ing daddy [Hook: YGF Savage] x2 800 capsules of xans Got these n***as acting up, but they all in my hands Go ahead, get your girl, cause she mess with the plans They called OGDA out, but they ain't got no hands Catch me riding with the squad, they my youngins (they my youngins) Catch me throwing up CR, they my youngins (they my youngins) Yea we repping 30 round gang, they my youngins (they my youngins) Yea the story says the same, pop you in your f**ing brain Let's get it