$OLD Yeat

[Intro]
One hundred percent
Sold your-

[Chorus]
Yeah, you sold your soul (Yeah)
I sold a set, since I was 9 years old (Uh, yeah)
I tripled the racks (Racks), yeah, you sold your soul (Sold your soul)
I sold a set, since I was 9 years old (Uh)

[Verse]
Wh-wh-wha-what was that youngin [?] me?
How the hell he get that? (Fuck)
Is that what you asked?
Plus, I nut on her ass
Rockin' Margiela with diamonds (Yeah), I rock Chanel on my bag
Ready? You truly hop on wit' a slatt
Bring me some money, I'll run it right back
You give me yo' money, I run off with that
I fuck that bitch in the back room on her lap
It's so easy, I don't make a lay up
I sit back and stare at her ass
I run this shit right in my bag
You thinkin' you [?], [?]
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