Ayeeeee,
Ayeeee,
Ayeeeee,
I'm just tryna bend these Corners,
Ayeee,
Ayeee,
Ayeeee,
I'm just tryna bend these Corners,
Ayeee,
Ayee,
Ayeee,
I'm just tryna bend these Corners,
Ayee,
Ayee,
Aye Aye A, Aye Aye A, Aye Aye, A

Chours:

Sorry Shawdy, I don't need love.
Sorry Nigga, I don't need friends.
All I want is that Old School, cuz
Bihhhhhhhh
I'm just tryna bend these corners.

And I on't need fame,
and trust me shawdy I don't need rangs.
All I need is that open lane, cuz
Bihhhhhhhh
I'm just tryna bend these corners.

And I don't need sex,
unless you tryna come pay me.
All I want is some 4's & Vogues, cuz
Bihhhhhh
I'm just tryna bend these corners.

All I wanna know,
can you show me where the money at.
Right now, Shawdy ASAP, cuz
Bihhhhhhhh
I'm just tryna bend these corners

Verse 1:

Oo Baby I had a dream.
I was back in 1964.
I hopped out of my Chevy Chevelle,
Super Sport,
4's & Vogues,
Bucket seats,
Hunet spokes,
In my Clairborne Peacoat.
Smelling like Garcia Smoke.
Midnight Blue, with no remorse.
Cream Leather,
Wood Grain,
looking like a Chocolate Candy Cain.
Open lane imma swerve on her,
Trunk big she got curves on her.
Sliding all on these City Streets.
The lime light don't even get to me.
Don't act surprise
when I Fly by,
and you wanna ride,
you can't ride for FREE!

Aye Aye A, Aye Aye A, Aye Aye, A

Chours:

Sorry Shawdy, I don't need love.
Sorry Nigga, I don't need friends.
All I want is that Old School, cuz
Bihhhhhhhh
I'm just tryna bend these corners.

And I on't need fame,
and trust me shawdy I don't need rangs.
All I need is that open lane, cuz
Bihhhhhhhh
I'm just tryna bend these corners.

And I don't need sex,
unless you tryna come pay me.
All I want is some 4's & Vogues, cuz
Bihhhhhh
I'm just tryna bend these corners.

All I wanna know,
can you show me where the money at.
Right now, Shawdy ASAP, cuz
Bihhhhhhhh
I'm just tryna bend these corners

Verse 2:

Ooooooooooooooo
It was me, you, & yo mama.
Yo cousin too,
she had new shoes,
steady fucking up a nigga commas.
Don't slam the doh,
be a little easy,
I just paid everything I had.
On my new rims,
and my car note,
I'm broke as hell,
but I'm glad.
You don't need game when you got rims, cuz
all the ladies gon follow.
From state to state,
never on time,
I stay late,
That's a side note.
I got a big shawdy she like steak,
when she ride wit me,
we gon get cake.
That back-drop,
and that trunk shake,
steady scratching up a nigga license plate,
Gotdamn

Aye

Chours:

Sorry Shawdy, I don't need love.
Sorry Nigga, I don't need friends.
All I want is that Old School, cuz
Bihhhhhhhh
I'm just tryna bend these corners.

And I on't need fame,
and trust me shawdy I don't need rangs.
All I need is that open lane, cuz
Bihhhhhhhh
I'm just tryna bend these corners.

And I don't need sex,
unless you tryna come pay me.
All I want is some 4's & Vogues, cuz
Bihhhhhh
I'm just tryna bend these corners.

All I wanna know,
can you show me where the money at.
Right now, Shawdy ASAP, cuz
Bihhhhhhhh
I'm just tryna bend these corners