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goldenboy countup - real trappers كلمات الأغنية

[intro: goldenboy countup]
(yarri)
golden, ayy
big chicken sh_t, n_gga
goldenboy countup boy, baby, know what i’m sayin’?
n_gga, ayy

[verse 1: goldenboy countup]
hundred p’s, slidin’ in the ‘vette with a red b_tch
skrrt, skrrt, golden on the stove cookin’ dead fish
golden almost touched a f_ckin’ m, get your bread, jit
cuz said that dope really him, you ain’t said sh_t
i’m a florida n_gga, but i’m f_ckin’ with them cali plugs
skrrt, skrrt, pulled up in that horse, n_gga, saddle up
n_gga tried to cop some buds from me, he ain’t have enough
finna take my sack back from him, he ain’t fast enough
[verse 2: money man]
i got hash and i got different strains, i got a plethora
i got bad b_tches with me coolin’ in the metaverse
armed and dangerous, wе be havin’ switches at my concert
pullеd up to the trenches, twenty bags of ‘za inside the vert
i’m seein’ clearer now, i paid like fifteen for these cartiers
the plug keep sendin’ loads, i sold a thousand in like thirty days
n_gga, get some money, what the f_ck you doin’ layin’ ’round?
dior on my feet, i paid like thirteen just to walk around

[verse 3: goldenboy countup]
gucci and that fendi and that louis, steppin’ on his neck
cuz give me the hammer and the bowl, i’ma bust the brick
used to put on gucci as a jit just to sell nicks
i can tell that cappin’_ass n_gga ain’t never sell sh_t
i’ma go to cali, send two hundred and get a truck back
f_ck n_gga, your eyes done got big ’cause you ain’t touch that
golden never cookin’ for a b_tch, but i can cook crack
i’ll put a ten on a n_gga, get a n_gga whacked

[verse 4: money man]
the grower get me what i want off face, he told me pay him later
walk inside my trap, you get confused, i got like thirty flavors
my lil’ n_gga gon’ put you in the ground, i call him undertaker
come inside my hood, you might get hurt, you gotta sign a waiver
marble countertop that’s filled with residue from all the p’s
grow inside this rental spot, i copped it just to plant some seeds
took a loss a couple years ago, it just made me smarter
possessed, i’m catchin’ motherf_ckin’ plays out that demon charger
[verse 5: goldenboy countup]
pulled up in the porsche, parked that b_tch, jumped in the lam’, n_gga
i ain’t even touch my deal money, i’m sellin’ grams, n_gga
f_cked that n_gga b_tch like a dog, she say, “d_mn, n_gga”
golden in that b_tch cookin’ chicken, goin’ h.a.m., n_gga
country n_gga, but i take that sack to them city boys
old school dope boy sh_t, wearin’ cordoruys
a_town stomp on that brick, but i’m a florida boy
took fifty p’s to decatur to the georgia boy

- goldenboy countup

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