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ishaan the rit god - gold medals lyrics
[intro]
you know what i’m saying
we win gold medals doing this sh_t
[verse 1]
real n_ggas stack cash with the whole team
make cash and get addicted like a dope fiend
walking in so clean, i’m the soap king
charles barkley n_ggas, ya’ll gon leave the game with no rings
rolling weed, while i’m plotting on a hunnid g’s
45 leave you sleep, you’ll be catching z’s
bottle popping, f_cking b_tches, making memories
while we sending budweiser to my enemies
ya’ll never make plays unless ya’ll hit the field
haters sweating like they faded off a molly pill
i just wanna get the cash, f_ck a cr_ppy deal
filling my garage with more toys than a happy meal
time flying and i turned into a better n_gga
got paper like i’m tryna write a letter n_gga
keep a umbrella for the stormy weather n_gga
pockets like a cheeto, cuz it’s loaded up with cheddar n_gga
all i got is real n_ggas in my call log
i don’t let nothing pass like a ball hog
i’m just tryna eat good and get full dawg
sending text message, n_gga barking like a bull dog
praying hard every night for a better life
i just want another check, thanking jesus christ
if you wanna stack bread, you gotta sacrifice
like a barbeque, i got a cooler and a sack of ice
no lights, we was lighting candles in the crib
now these freaks tryna find where a n_gga live
when i was broke, n_ggas never let a n_gga live
asking me for cash, lame n_gga let a n_gga live
doing magic like poof, make a hater vanish
got bread like a sub, that’s a money sandwich
n_ggas wanna sneak diss and i can’t stand it
i don’t gotta shoot, stacking cash do enough damage
[interlude]
b_tch ass n_ggas, we win gold medals doing this sh_t
just like the olympics, n0body want that muf_cking silver medal
we need to leave with that gold
f_ck what these n_ggas talking bout, gold bottle team
gold medal team
(let the chicken just keep piling up n_gga)
[verse 2]
hustle for the type of cash that you can’t manage
money is a foreign language, but it ain’t spanish
i don got so high, n_gga i ain’t landing
imma grind n_gga, til the vvs’s breaking dancing
getting bands is the mothaf_cking trending topic
n_gga stop it, sipping rose, counting up the profit
never let a lame n_gga know about your pockets
leave yo whole uniform red like the houston rockets
ya’ll n_ggas play games like fun run
i done it all, n_gga you can call me dun dun
grind hard in the sun for a hun bun
came up, now these n_gga shocked like a stun gun
posted up in the cut, counting chicken up
got a smile on my face when i pick it up
math class lil dawg, get yo digits up
kush ounce like a winter coat, you gotta zip it up
i’m at the center like mutombo with the finger wave
b_tch you don’t know ishaan, you living in a cave
blunts rolled up, n_gga i’m about to blaze
yo girlfriend let me clock it like flavor flav
[outro]
rit god is back, gold medals n_gga
b_tch!
let it fade out, let it fade out
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