Lyrics Old Heads - Taylor Girlz

Old Heads

Got me a motherfucking old head
I like that shit right there
He approached me and asked for my name
I don’t fuck with lames
He said baby I am not a lame
He said fuck with me, teach you couple thangs
Pull a couple strings
Put you on and put you in the game
Fuck with me
Pockets better be deep deep big deep
Must I repeat eat eat eat
Fuck with me
Pockets better be deep deep big deep
Must I repeat eat eat eat
Fuck, put me on, put me in
How long they been friends?
I’m trying to pull off in that new Benz
I ain’t with that drama on my mama commas
What I’m thinking bout
Bored bitches always run their mouth
Pockets in a drought, shut up, come and eat me out
I ain’t doing this for clout, I’m trying to get rich and get out
And I ain’t with that goofy shit, but if you is then bitch I’m out
Come here old head, let me see what you really about
He approached me and asked for my name
I don’t fuck with lames
He said baby I am not a lame
He said fuck with me, teach you couple thangs
Pull a couple strings
Put you on and put you in the game
Fuck with me
Pockets better be deep deep big deep
Must I repeat eat eat eat
Fuck with me
Pockets better be deep deep big deep
Must I repeat eat eat eat
I had ran into this old head
He was connected like some wires
He had some street cred
Now I know his time was precious, he had Rolex
And he wanna spend that bag shit, well go head den
He put me in that big Benz
I’m done whipped in
Counting back ends
I’m the shit now and back then
You bitches napping
I done shot pass you like what happened
Aint no lackin'
Tell them old heads I want it all
Aye what’s hannin'
He approached me and asked for my name
I don’t fuck with lames
He said baby I am not a lame
He said fuck with me, teach you couple thangs
Pull a couple strings
Put you on and put you in the game
Fuck with me
Pockets better be deep deep big deep
Must I repeat eat eat eat
Fuck with me
Pockets better be deep deep big deep
Must I repeat eat eat eat