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goldenboy countup - cheddar cheese lyrics
[intro]
(yarri)
golden, n_gga
uh
i just pulled up on that big sh_t, n_gga
know what i’m sayin’?
icy as f_ck
big stick on me, you know what i mean?
n_gga, pretty lil’ b_tch
[verse 1]
uh, bust down these p’s, n_gga, bust down this ice
i told them, “you keep spendin’, i’ma take down this price”
old cheddar cheese eatin’_ass n_gga hang with mice
n_gga got a couple n_ggas up the road doing life
n_gga, i took off with this rap so i can stay off them crackers’ radar
and my lil’ shooter shootin’ threes like reggie miller on the pacers
i just razor cut the dope with my nail, f_ck a razor
n_gga, if we was in the nineties, golden’d have ten pagers
n_gga, i met the plug sniffin’ sand at the taco stand
told papi, “n_gga, i got them bands, you just bring ‘еm in”
told cuh, “n_gga, park the coupe, just pull up in the van”
told cuh, “fill thеm b_tches up, grab what you can”
dope boy, i can teach you n_ggas ’bout this street sh_t
golden really read n_ggas, n_gga, i really peep sh_t
golden, why the f_ck your eyes red? ’cause i don’t sleep, jit
my lil’ n_ggas’ll slime a n_gga out, they on that creep sh_t
n_gga, i got two hundred and fifty cash in that duffle bag
n_gga, you be f_ckin’ on her slow, i’ma f_ck her fast
n_gga, you be playin’ in that p_ssy, i’m hittin’ it from the back
n_gga, you tryna cuddle with that b_tch, i’m ready to send her back
shades on, chillin’ in the trap, i’m with the dope users
unc’ say he chillin’ up on pluto, he don’t know future
n_gga, you keep flaggin’ ’round this b_tch, them jits gon’ shoot you
yeah, n_gga eatin’ off them p’s, but dope gon’ boost you
every ounce leave this f_ckin’ trap bein’ calculated
cuh, you keep f_ckin’ up the dope, i’m gettin’ agitated
told lil’ bruh, “take this to my cracker, he in a black mercedes”
n_gga, i be doin’ this sh_t for real, i ain’t fabricating
n_gga, you can get a whole chicken, this like boston market
if we catch that n_gga out at target, we gon’ hit the target
labels say they got two fifty for me, well, we got a bargain
if it’s five hundred on that b_tch, well, let’s get it started
[interlude]
b_tch
n_gga
countup
[verse 2]
i’m worth a quarter in the streets, so i need a million dollars
i’ll bust this sh_t down and sell thirty for the lotto
i done stepped on like twenty n_ggas necks in these pradas
it’s a foreign baby in this b_tch, n_gga, and i’m the father
uh, how the f_ck you got all of that ice in your chain, n_gga?
it’s blood on this sh_t, on my mama, i lost my main n_gga
golden finna have real m’s, but i’m the same n_gga
‘member n_ggas talked down on me, but now they lame n_ggas
[outro]
b_tch
n_gga
golden
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