letra de yard - goldenboy countup
[intro]
uh, countup, n-gga
goldenboy countupboy, b-tch, i’m that motherf-ckin’ n-gga, n-gga, yeah
2025 sh-t, n-gga
you know what i’m sayin’? you know i’m comin’, n-gga
(golden, n-gga), yeah, golden, chea
[verse]
got too much chicken, can fry this sh-t, go’n hide that ho, i can buy this b-tch
yeah, big bl!ck on me, come try this sh-t, yeah, pretty red b-tch come ride this d-ck
yeah, pretty black b-tch, come work for me, baby, yeah, trappin’ that sh-t, got coke like the eighties (uh)
lean in a baby bottle, jit serve babies
yeah, country n-gga, i got the caddy mercedes
two trap spots and they both gon’ boom
yeah, grew up in the woods, i can spend you a coupe
hold up, four or five cribs, i can give you a room
yeah, sweep up the money, i’ma grab you a broom
yeah, gucci print, baby, i’ma step on a b-tch
yeah, maison margiela, i’ma step on a brick
hold up, cheap-ass jewelry, i wouldn’t wear that sh-t
hold up, creep-ass ho, i ain’t sparin’ that b-tch
yeah, tell them lil’ n-ggas to show me some money, yeah, pull up like urrt, yeah, they knew i was comin’
hold up, n-ggas still talkin’ ’bout chasin’ a hundred
hold up, n-ggas be talkin’ and still gettin’ fronted?
’round here, n-gga, that sh-t don’t pass
yeah, we got rich off girl and gas
yeah, every n-gga ’round me diamonds glass
yeah, trappin’ and sw-ngin’, this sh-t go fast
too much money, it’s rippin’ the door
this lil’ b-tch beggin’ a n-gga to touch her
my homegirl beggin’ a n-gga to f-ck her
lame-ass n-gga at the crib wanna cuddle
fake four-and-a half, i’ma rock-a-bye baby
yeah, grab me a birkin, i need gold dega
grab me a bird, i show you how to make it
hold up, teachin’ finessin’, i show you the basics
yeah, these lil’ n-ggas, i’m straight from the gutter
yeah, one thing ’bout it, i’ma get that b-tter
yeah, ask ’bout chicken, them b-tches, they love him
how the f-ck that n-gga got rich off bubble?
how the f-ck that n-gga came up like das?
skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, i’ma bring that back
can’t sell that sh-t? n-gga, bring that back
n-gga play with this sh-t, then a n-gga get whacked
yeah, i got some money for n-ggas that’s playin’
i don’t got a problem with droppin’ them bands
yeah, n-ggas be talkin’ but n-ggas be fans
yeah, f-ck n-gga better go find him a fan
[outro]
and chill out, n-gga
golden, b-tch
(n-gga)
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