Zey Chalz - Old Coffee Lyrics

Old coffee
Cold Nights, No life
Giving Up for
Your Life, So light
Get it with the
Cold right, On Sight
You can get the
F*** off me
Don't make me flex
Don't make me flex
On ya
Glock pulled you stretch
Don't make me flex
On ya
Flex
Don't make me Flex

You can get the whole ninth on life, if you
Come down bringing round issues
Gang Sign, dollar sign if you
F*** with mine I'm going down with you
Click clack, click, click, clack
Bang Bang Bang
F*** n**** paid up
I ain't saying no names
Playing round, playing round
I ain't playing round with you
Trying sound tough and sh**
I ain't texting back with you
Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang
F****** round with my city man it's insane
Cleveland
Believe-land
We ain't playing round
216 be going down
216 we going now

Old coffee
Cold Nights, No life
Giving Up for
Your Life, So light
Get it with the
Cold right, On Sight
You can get the
F*** off me
Don't make me flex
Don't make me flex
On ya
Glock pulled you stretch
Don't make me flex
On ya
Flex
Don't make me Flex

Don't make me Flex
Feel sorry for the hot girls
All you are is sex
Rest these n***** unoriginal
Always sound the same
With that Future and that Migos flow
Cause you only been rapping for a couple weeks
Claiming the streets but you was nick and diming
I was master minding
Flex
Waving that strap but I don't need that
Keep the hatchet where I need that
I'm chilling you can ease back
But I'm still afraid
You want to know me but your mindset is way below me
And your girl she want's to go me but you're the homie
That's one hundred
I ain't got to brag you n***** clowns
Trying to be cool with all that coon sh**
Lets cut it down

Old coffee
Cold Nights, No life
Giving Up for
Your Life, So light
Get it with the
Cold right, On Sight
You can get the
F*** off me
Don't make me flex
Don't make me flex
On ya
Glock pulled you stretch
Don't make me flex
On ya
Flex
Don't make me Flex