letra de rose gold - baby money
[intro: baby money]
the reason i keep buying rose gold
think this lil’ b-tch a demon, she’s just come and take my soul retired strippers, we pulled up on n-ggas, come and take they pole if the other one had lips, they’d come and take my store, yeah
(1-800 for you)
[verse 1: baby money]
don’t say sh-t on instagram, n-gga, tell me how they smoke
enough b-ttons in this b-tch to b-tton up a n-gga coat
since 2957, i’ve been f-ckin’ n-ggas hoes
since 2018, i’ve been frontin’ n-ggas ‘bows
couple years before that, i wore other n-ggas clothes
‘fore i signed a dеal, i was still goin’ and hitting the the road
they found thе diamond in the rough and they was lookin’ for some gold
first shot hit the truck, i was clutchin’ on my pole
first b-tch i wanna f-ck, gon’ be touching on her toes
brought her on the gang on purpose, now she’s f-ckin’ on my bros
i’m a big boss, problem, b-tch, bet them n-ggas counterfeit
stashing a foreign 12 mile, they can’t find this b-tch
[chorus: baby money]
n-gga, the money is the reason i keep buying rose gold
think this lil’ b-tch a demon, she’s just come and take my soul retired strippers, we pulled up on n-ggas, come and take they pole if the other one had lips, they’d come and take my store
n-ggas prayin’ up to god while i’m the one that he chose
to live life, f-ck b-tches, rock, ice, i’m stacked pro
all white party, we pullin’ up in black rovers
we ain’t worried ’bout no price, my n-gga, them racks on us, yeah
[verse 2: tee grizzley]
oh yeah, just flew my linwood b-tch off to paris
made her sign an nda, this sh-t can’t come between my marriage (can’t take sh-t)
really g7, a solitaire, seven carats (yeah)
yo’ n-gga starin’, so he can’t be mad if you starin’, b-tch (i be you’d do it)
green rectangles, white squares, tan circles (bricks)
n-ggas telling, they get in that room and write a journal (snitch)
five bust cubans, ten maybach, rick virgil (ice)
call of duty guns, brody gon’ run up and thirst you (stand over him)
i keep buying rose gold, that’s what that grind ’bout (where you goin’?)
boy, you grown, go get some money, f-ck that crime ’bout? (what’s you doing?)
in the restaurant with b-ttons, opps can’t dine out (brrt)
you know who run the f-cking city, f-ck you talkin’ ’bout?
[chorus: baby money]
n-gga, the money is the reason i keep buying rose gold
think this lil’ b-tch a demon, she’s just come and take my soul retired strippers, we pulled up on n-ggas, come and take they pole if the other one had lips, they’d come and take my store
n-ggas prayin’ up to god while i’m the one that he chose
to live life, f-ck b-tches, rock, ice, i’m stacked pro
all white party, we pullin’ up in black rovers
we ain’t worried ’bout no price, my n-gga, them racks on us, yeah
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