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goldenboy countup - golden still slide كلمات أغنية

[intro]
turn me up in the headphones, n_gga
goldenboy countupboy, b_tch, i’m that motherf_ckin’ n_gga
yeah, n_gga, you know what i’m sayin’, i talk that sh_t, yeah
i’m mr. talk sh_t, n_gga, i don’t give a f_ck
mmm, n_gga, golden

[verse]
don’t compare me to them n_ggas ’cause i’m on a different level
yeah, ten on my breaks but then a forty on a bezel
you can tell jit a chicken ’cause he always droppin’ feathers
and n_gga better get his b_tch, she already say i f_ck her better
when i took some trips to cali, i was right at honey kettle
grab them p’s up, send them b_tches back then jump on vettle
n_gga, my dog died, can hear him, now you better come pick the mission
“golden, why they call you ‘rod’?” ’cause a n_gga stay fishin’
catch them pretty b_tches with me and them b_tches stay kissin’
‘member i ain’t have no motion, but a n_gga made business
on the road with that sack, baby, we don’t stop a lot
super_fly chicken, n_gga, bricks smell like baccarat
that n_gga running through his profit, he don’t never cop a lot
and it’s that big_boy sh_t, need the whole parking lot
you see them forgis on that sh_t? jit squattin’ like a bullet
and when you pull up to my trap, every n_gga got a fully
and if he pull up ’bout a b_tch, n_gga leavin’ with a bullet
them n_ggas playin’ with that money, i know exactly where to put it
made n_gga, made men, jit, we toastin’ with the k!llers
and i got good as f_ck at rappin’ but i ain’t nothin’ but a dealer
n_gga cuffin’ on his b_tch, it ain’t nothin’ for me to steal her
“golden, why they call you ‘rod’?” it ain’t nothin’ for me to reel her
in the trap i’m like a god, it ain’t nothin’ for me to get ’em
you can tell he from the streets ’cause he make a n_gga feel him
that banana clip on me, he gon’ make a n_gga peel him
and if he playin’ with that money, he gon’ make a n_gga get him
pretty b_tches at the mansion, golden on some chill vibes
say she tired of ridin’ for me, but my b_tches still ridin’
golden still that f_ckin’ n_gga, boy, my sh_t still slide
baby, i’m married to the streets, i ain’t lookin’ for no bride
baby, i’m married to the streets, i ain’t lookin’ for no bride, uh
swear to god
baby, i’m married to the streets, i ain’t lookin’ for no bride, uh (d_mn)
[outro]
you know what i’m sayin’?
babe, i’m married to the streets, i ain’t lookin’ for no bride, uh
mr. get chicken, i took my b_tch to the l!ckin’
jit be boomin’ and stickin’, be displayed by i’m kickin’
dope take shades, this pencil, cookin’ dope, it’s in tinsil
fork and bowl my utensil, stop trappin’ jazz in december, n_gga

- goldenboy countup

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