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letra de 130 in la - goldenboy countup

[intro]
countup, big chicken sh-t, n-gga, you know what i’m sayin’?
it’s 1:20 am right now in la, n-gga
money on the table, n-gga
go
ayy
(reuel, stop playin’ with these n-ggas)

[verse 1]
they say, “i heard jit be f-ckin’ with them ‘bows and sh-t”
i heard n-gga really mad about some hoes and sh-t
she in love with a n-gga, but i got hoes to pick
yeah, i should’ve chose my b-tch, but i chose the brick
ayy, gucci and that christian louboutin off of trap money
i’m signed to rod wave, so you know i got some rap money
hundred racks, n-gga, all blues, ‘cross the map money
served a tampa n-gga for them bucks, warren sapp money
f-cked a n-gga b-tch, on your head, he tried to put a bounty
f-ckin’ on a scammin’-ass b-tch out of polk county
shе say she gon’ f-ck me on sight if she gеt around me
told my n-gga, “you better have faith ’cause it move mountains”
givenchy on my kicks, crip-walkin’ on a n-gga neck
bottom of ’em blood, shoutout to bloods, gotta show respect
ten times out of ten, you already know i’m gettin’ that p-ssy wet
b-tch, i ain’t no regular degular n-gga, vvs on my neck
h-llcat— skrrt backroad like a racetrack
n-gga size golden, he gon’ get his first face tat
i don’t diss on n-ggas, b-tch, i’m tryna get them plays back
when i’m on my d-ck, you know i’m hollerin’, “where that safe at?” (n-gga)
my lil’ white boy get in the skies and go and get them pies (ayy)
red b-tch eat taht d-ck up, look you in your eyes
pretty white b-tch, good credit and somme good vibes (ayy)
‘member n-ggas went against the code, yeah, them n-ggas tried (n-gga)
‘sache on me, i know you smell the richet n-gga in the room
married to the streets, the only time a n-gga jump the broom
real country n-gga, in the woods tryna catch a ‘coon (for real)
n-gga, in my hood, we got smackers, we don’t call ’em goons
eeny, miny, moe with the plug, tryna pick the ‘bows
n-gga, you drop that dope inside the water, i’ma break the bowl
n-gga, if it wasn’t no motherf-ckin’ drugs, i’d be sellin’ hoes
n-gga, if it wasn’t no motherf-ckin’ hoes, i’d be with the zoes (ayy)
b-tch, i’m a real hood n-gga like gorilla zoe
monday through wednesday, i only want chanel on my toes
n-gga, i got that coke all white, not the sh-ll toes
n-gga, you better cop the whole p ’cause i don’t sell o’s
[interlude]
n-gga
chicken talk, n-gga
goldenboy coountup boy, baby, i’m that motherf-ckin’ n-gga, n-gga
you know what i’m sayin’?
i just put my whole wrist in the bowl, i’m finna bring that b-tch back, n-gga (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
ayy, uh

[verse 2]
gave up on rappin’, then i came back and took it over
first i put my glock on the dresser, then i bend her over
b-tch, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no soda when i say cola
jit finna blow my wrist motor, bringin’ back yola
giuseppe kicks, you can spot the richest n-gga in the room
ayy, we be tryna clean a n-gga house, we gon’ bring the broom
ayy, country n-gga, tryna catch a gopher, tryna catch a ‘coon
hungry n-gga, if it’s in the sofa, we gon’ bring the broom
told that lil’ b-tch i’m on a jig, i’m finna sn-tch her wig (ayy)
told that b-tch i’ll pay for it in the morning ’cause a n-gga rich (ayy)
any chance that a n-gga get, f-ck a n-gga b-tch
any chance that a n-gga get, i’ma bust a brick

[outro]
boom, boom, boom, boom, bah, skrrt
bah, bah, boom, boom, bah, boom, boom, boom, bah, skrrt (golden)

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