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k-trap - old school era lyrics

[intro]
tsh+tsh
tsh

[verse 1]
call with the diggers (call with the diggers)
call with the clappers (call with the clappers)
called you b+tches (yeah, yeah), we ain’t called you rappers (no)
two hands tryna wave it frontwards (frontwards)
put him in the backwoods
young, but bro said i move like the old school era (era)
i know we ain’t cappers
still in my prime (prime)
but i still got the car with the star behind (yeah)
let the old lady past then blast (bow)
tryna do it polite (yeah)
watch bro get a w, i’ll drive
do it on a w and a drive
b+tch in the car, she don’t know we’re live
shе’s looking away, she shy (shy)
g63 at the petrol station (nyaom)
eight minutеs to fill up the tank (tsh+tsh, tsh)
take two minutes to fill up the mash (shh)
quick, let the trey recoil
hold two, that’ll make me spoil (does it)
rusty heat, no wd, we gotta use baby oil (yeah)
turned lambeth upside down, all these nines and .38 auto sounds (tsh+tsh, tsh)
hit him in his hat and his brought him down
g+lock with an extra leg, one foot in a peg
screws tryna put him to bed
new school era, they pulling out phones
we pulling up leaving a mess (yuck)
[chorus]
think they do it like us, but we’re so much clever (clever)
so much pressure, gotta teach them cah they don’t know much better (ugh)
brick on the scale, but i already know the measure (i do)
we’re just getting it done and won’t say a word, like the old school era (huh)

[verse 2]
somethin’ gets done then (shh+shh)
fill it all up then (baow, baow)
no key in the car just (push)
got a key in the trapper (whip, whip)
seen him there, done him up word, done left sh+t medium rare (yeah)
you see the flare, nine out of ten, the machine’s in there (got it)
two in the dotts, now the shoes got air holes
looking like crocs, don’t care what it cost (no)
i feel reimbursed when somethin’ gets got (huh)
cool with the shavers, cool with the bakers (yeah)
and cool if you lose it, but i’m cool with replacements

[chorus]
think they do it like us, but we’re so much clever (clever)
so much pressure, gotta teach them cah they don’t know much better (ugh)
brick on the scale, but i already know the measure (i do)
we’re just getting it done and won’t say a word, like the old school era (huh)

- k trap lyrics

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