Old Town Road (Remix)

Wxterr
Yeah, mmm-mmm-mmm
Yes sir, mmm
(Uno, I killed it)

You always seemed to have trouble being honest
If you lie to me, that be your last moment
You want me to tell the truth? You prolly won't see the morning
Your ho ride me like a horse, ride me like I'm stolen

She know I will ball like a pimp
I'm dripping, this all expensive
They know that I'm keeping that tool wit' me
I'm drawing down just like a pencil
I'ma drop down, you see the utensils
I used to take your body and dismantle
That boy want no smoke, no cancer
Red dot his nose, no Prancer
Them bullets making 'em dance, no lance
Before the show, I need me an advance
[?] 'cause it came from a clamp
That nigga hating, who is your mans?
Break down a pound and sell it in the can
Chop down your partner, take over the land
He making some sounds, don't know what he saying
The engine too loud in this fucking McLaren
Badass kid but I had a good parent
Badass lil' nigga but that shit is apparent
Ooh, one thing 'bout it, I run this shit like errands
I don't know her name, give her a nickname, call her "Bae"
And I got drip, no comb, but I just caught a wave
And I got two bad bitches on the way
Yes sir, keep that heat like I'm D. Wade
Yeah, Dior on my body, get me laid
Yeah, murder any bitch that get me played
She wanna have sex on the beach broad day
Yeah, flashy diamonds like I belong on Broadway
Promise you I never will lead you astray
Mmm, they want me to lead the wave
I got horses in the back of Bugattis
I got horses in the back of Ducatis
And the Porsches got a lot of horsepower
Yeah, first you get that money then you get that power
I am well connected, used to [?] dial-up
First of all, who the fuck you tryna dial up?
Second of all, you, I would give smoke like Chris Tucker
Leave yo' ass like studs, leave yo' ass nip tucked
Leave yo' ass like buzz (Buzz cut), leave yo' ass cut up
Leave you in the trunk of that Ford F1
Hope I make your momma proud, this gift, I left for her

You always seemed to have trouble being honest
If you lie to me, that be your last moment
You want me to tell the truth? You prolly won't see the morning
Your ho ride me like a horse, ride me like I'm stolen