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goldenboy countup – superstar كلمات اغاني

[intro]
(woodondabeat)
golden, countup
ayy
i’ma let this b_tch breathe, n_gga
but i got my foot on these n_ggas’ neck, won’t let these n_ggas breathe, n_gga
yeah
jump in this coupe, b_tch, put your seatbelt on
n_gga goin’ a hundred miles per hour through the stop signs
ayy, come on
i’m on that fly sh_t
uh, i’m on that fly sh_t
n_gga, ayy
golden, mmm

[verse 1]
so much pain in my body, mama, i don’t know who to trust
always knew i was gon’ blow, n_gga, i feel it in my gut
i was broker than a b_tch, rollin’ mids in a dutch
mike died, n_gga, i gotta get these m’s, it’s a must
i treat her like a baby mama, but she used to be my lady
and i ain’t takin’ care of you hoes, n_gga, i’m takin’ care of my baby
you b_tches kicked me whеn i was low, so don’t be mad a n_gga made it
and golden rеally seein’ m’s now, my ex_b_tches hate it
n_gga, i was f_cked up, i was sleepin’ in my car
n_gga, i was posted up sellin’ weed out a jar
n_gga, i sold a hundred pills, then i bought my first car
fast forward a couple years, golden, you a superstar, ayy
[interlude]
trap sh_t, n_gga
came out that motherf_ckin’ trap for real, n_gga
give a f_ck what no n_gga talkin’ ’bout, n_gga
feel me? ayy
know what i’m sayin’?
it ain’t ’bout the, it ain’t ’bout the
it ain’t ’bout the hardest n_gga, n_gga
then get that motherf_ckin’ money, n_gga

[verse 2]
dope boy res and d_ckie ‘fits, n_gga, we trapped out
f_ck n_gga, you ain’t really gettin’ no money, we know you capped out
i just f_cked this b_tch like a dog, then she tapped out
i’ll drop them bands on that n_gga, get him clapped now
dope nikes and white tees, jit, we really trap
we don’t even listen to them n_ggas ’cause they really cap
on my mama, i’m a trap n_gga, i don’t really rap
how the f_ck them n_ggas in the club and them n_ggas strapped?
i just f_cked a pretty black b_tch on two hundred thousand
told cuh this a long way from them public houses
i got rap money, trap money, i got money pilin’
i can peep a police_ass n_gga, i can hear the siren
four_forty_eight on that scale, that’s a whole chicken
n_gga, you want thirty_three grams? that’s a scottie pippen
he say he can’t trust his own dogs, they’ll money mitch him
cuh, your people snake, n_gga ’round you, better go and flip him (brrt)

- goldenboy countup

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