Justin Bieber "Old School Flow" lyrics

Old School Flow

Let me start off with the old school flow [x2]Snap back, backpack, rat-a-tat, goSwagger at the knapsack, who know I could rap that?Tell me where the cash at I'll tell you where the smash atNumber one hits I got number one flicks and the number one kicks and number one chicksFast like Gordan and my jams like Jordan and my Tims like Hortons and my jets all aboard in and my wheels are like a fortune and it feels like extortionIs it for the fame or for the fortune?Like this, mic this so I can re-sight thisPeople in their basements say that I didn't write thisPeople say I'm white so I couldn't do it like thisChecks like Nike let me give you a good night kissWell I'm a little bit sick of it, listening to bickering like picking on a little kid like taking all his licoriceI hate it when they littering I hate to be illiterateI literally am doing deeds, riddlingCheese like Gouda and my soul like Buddha and Imma go right threw ya and I'm so much cooler and I don't need Luda to know that I'm the ruler andI'm so much cooler you should call me Ferris Bueller.

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