Lyrics Old Clothes - spookybands , Conrad Peper

She like them old clothes
I like that old soul
I like that money though
I be insane so what
She like them old clothes
I like that old soul
I like that money though
I'm out my brain whoa (whoa)

She like how that shit go (yeah)
I like that big dope (whoa)
If she don't wanna come get all this money with me let that bitch go yeah
I let that bitch go
Watch how that bitch go
You be a bitch hoe
Hope you don't get smoked (yeah)
Hunnid in the bank lil bitch like run it
Only come hang when the bitch like want it
If she wanna fuck with the kid I run it
Know they on the slope when I hit my summit
Only come hang when the hey (bitch like want it)
Ain't nobody wanna give it back like ugh
Only one to ever give it back like ugh
Lately I've been livin' in the past like

She like them old clothes
I like that old soul
I like that money though
I be insane so what
She like them old clothes
I like that old soul
I like that money though
I'm out my brain whoa (whoa)

I'm in the light like I'm Edison
Never tell me who I'm better than
Never tell me who I'm better then
Even though I left the evidence kill 'em forget that shit
They need an ambulance
I'm ballin' so hard like I got the pick
She want a follow she want a pic
She fell for me and she lost her shit
She wants it bad but she don't know (but she don't know)
How her exes take her soul
She wears their old clothes
And she don't tell me anything (and she don't tell me anything)

She like them old clothes
I like that old soul
I like that money though
I be insane so what
She like them old clothes
I like that old soul
I like that money though