New Money Old Devils

[Chorus]

Syrup by the gallon, you could fuck around and mud wrestle

Cocaine ridin' on her blood vessels

Schemin' like a demon, she been dealin' with her own devils

Heart like the stones that’s on the gold bezel

Cold metal sat on my waist case they don’t know better

Penthouse at the Ritz, she on her own level

New money bring out the old devils

New money bring out the old devils

[Verse]

They told mе not to stoop to his level

I’m from the bottom, so I was on thе stoop with the devils, Gomorrah, Sodom, ho

Let attention get to his head, you know I got him, though

Who's really fuckin' with me? Not a soul

Now that I'm alone, I fathered a lot of clones

Got a private home to do acid and play the xylophone

All this powder got him grindin' on his bottom row

Sniffin' Hillary, I knew that shit would rot him, though

Twenty-five years worth of drugs in my follicles

Bird eye view, third eye with the monocle

Fuckin' with me ain't economical

You never been standup, that shit really comical

I’m always like— (Hahahahaha), laugh, giggle, guffaw

I would rather admire my idols from afar, bizarre

We know you ain't hard, cut the facade

Ah, we know you Aladdin playin' Jafar

[Chorus]

Syrup by the gallon, you could fuck around and mud wrestle

Cocaine ridin' on her blood vessels

Schemin' like a demon, she been dealin' with her own devils

Heart like the stones that’s on the gold bezel

Cold metal sat on my waist case they don’t know better

Penthouse at the Ritz, she on her own level

New money bring out the old devils

New money bring out the old devils

[Outro]

New money bring out the old devils

New money bring out the old devils