lirik lagu goldenboy countup – superstar
[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)
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