Old School E

Hop up in my old school Benz. You can bring all your friends. Just send me your address. Rollin' through the Oakland Hills. We never staying still. You know how this shit feels. Ay. Hop up in and let's just live without All of the stress. Put that in the past tense. Hop up in my old school Benz. You can bring all your friends. Just send me your address. Ain't no telling what we might do, Yeah. I just wanna spend some time with you, Uh. There was something when I met you, Yeah. But it wasn't the right time for you. And now we got it, uh, yeah. Anything we need you know we got it, uh. Know we got it. Ayy. Sliding through the city, Yeah, we mobbin', uh. We mobbin'. Ayy. Yeah, I know you down, I know you 'bout it, uh. you Yeah, you 'bout it, uh. Hop up in my old school Benz. You can bring all your friends. Just send me your address. Rollin' through the Oakland Hills. We never staying still. You know how this shit feels. Ay. Hop up in and let's just live without All of the stress. Put that in the past tense. Hop up in my old school Benz. You can bring all your friends. Just send me your address. It's a tune. You know it's judo when I Pull up, yeah, I had to chop the top Off. chop. My rank is up, my bank is Up. My tank is full, I'm topped off. Yeah. You wanna eat, I bring you chicken, waffles With the hot sauce. Martin got me Sriracha, Just don't spill it on my seats when I Swerve. Ayy. Real 510 from the turf. I drive to ease the pain, diamonds dancing in The rain. You got served. Ayy. I'm a wild boy when I skrt skrt. Turn a Benz into a hearse. Ayy. We gon' kill 'em if you-Yeah. Hop up in my old school Benz. You can bring all your friends. Just send me your address. Rollin' through the Oakland Hills. We never staying still. You know how this shit feels. Ay. Hop up in and let's just live without All of the stress. Put that in the past tense. Hop up in my old school Benz. You can bring all your friends. Just send me your address. Old school Benz. You can bring all your friends. Just send me your address. Rollin' through the Oakland Hills. We never staying still. You know how this shit feels.