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ABGR Lil Cory feat. Fatt Macc - Old School (Dir. by @Thisdeadendshit ) (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
ABGR Lil Cory
ABGR Lil Cory
Vocals
Fatt Macc
Fatt Macc
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jecorion Hollingsworth
Jecorion Hollingsworth
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
HeartBeats
HeartBeats
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, go to the open verse, bruh
(Skee is your win)
Real trap ****, yeah
Go to the open (Yeah, go to the open)
[Instrumental]
Real trap ****, ran it up and drop the old school
**** talkin' 'bout what they done did, this that old news
My agent 'nem just set the bar, my young **** done ran through it
All-all these hundreds I keep pullin' out just to run my hand through it
Real trap shit, when I drop, lil' ****, they gon' fuck with this
No cap shit, I've been gettin' money, check my fuckin' wrist
When you see these diamonds in my mouth, that's a couple bricks
**** talkin' 'bout trap shit knowin' he ain't sold shit (No)
[Verse 1]
**** don't know shit about a box, but you trappin' shit (Yeah, you don't know shit)
I just got two hundred Bubbas in, you ain't talkin' 'bout shit
Real trap star, I be fuckin' off with this rappin' shit
Bought my first house from what's-his-name, I've been trappin' since
Pockets stay on elephant (Uh), she like how my diamond hit (All my—)
She think I'm gon' give her some— (Yeah) uh, I can't give you shit (No)
Ran this shit up on my own, ain't no **** give me shit
Young **** hundred thousand up, I'm just kickin' shit (Yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
Real trap ****, ran it up and drop the old school (Yeah, on God)
**** talkin' 'bout what they done did, this that old news
My agent 'nem just set the bar, my young **** done ran through it
All-all these hundreds I keep pullin' out just to run my hand through it (On God)
Real trap shit, when I drop, lil' ****, they gon' fuck with this (Trap)
No cap shit, I've been gettin' money, check my fuckin' wrist
When you see these diamonds in my mouth, that's a couple bricks (On God)
**** talkin' 'bout trap shit knowin' he ain't sold shit (Yeah, on God)
[Verse 2]
Thirty bands on my left wrist (Thirty), 'bow hit, throw a party (Yeah)
By the water with a bad bitch (Bad bitch), waste leanin' in the Brabus (On God)
Twenty bands in my right pocket make a young **** walk retarded (Pokin')
**** knowin' I'm my own boss, I ain't tryna be a **** artist (Bitch)
He was flexed up, doin' insurance claims, now the **** ran out of money (Broke)
Ain't shit took, one phone call, I could tell twin send a hundred ('Bows)
I was still juggin' with my phone off, you ain't got to call me if you comin' (Yeah)
Smell like sixty thousand and it got lost, he ain't try to send a **** nothin' (Goddamn)
[Chorus]
Real trap ****, ran it up and drop the old school
**** talkin' 'bout what they done did, this that old news
My agent 'nem just set the bar, my young **** done ran through it
All-all these hundreds I keep pullin' out just to run my hand through it
Real trap shit, when I drop, lil' ****, they gon' fuck with this
No cap shit, I've been gettin' money, check my fuckin' wrist
When you see these diamonds in my mouth, that's a couple bricks
**** talkin' 'bout trap shit knowin' he ain't sold shit
[Outro]
You ain't sold ****, talkin' 'bout trap ****
You ain't even some old ****
You ain't even some old ****
Written by: Jecorion Hollingsworth, Malcolm Carlisle, Otis Hinton Jr.

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