lirik lagu soundz - turbo gold
[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
lamborghini, f~ck a h~llcat
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
thirty million records, how the f~ck you sell that? uh
thirty million records, how the f~ck you sell that?
hahaha
ooh, what up?
me and verse simmonds, straight like that
what up, agent?
[verse 1]
lamborghini, f~ck a h~llcat (ooh)
they hatin’, i can tell that
thirty million records, how the f~ck you sell that?
thirty million records, how the f~ck you sell that? (ooh)
facts
that’s what i do (yeah)
put you in that new villa with the sky view (oh my god)
uh, kickin’ sh~t like ryu
she whispered in my ear, “simmonds, i wanna ride you” (ayy, ayy)
[verse 2]
pop them rubber bands, yeah
i think i’m the man, yeah
she said she a fan, yeah
she wanna roll with the gang, yeah
got that, uh, juice (juice)
like 2pac, i’ma shoot (shoot)
stayin’ alive like q (q)
drop a n~gga off the roof
gucci bandana on
fly like santana own
f~ck her in a rental (uh)
don’t get sentimental, uh (uh)
got the sauce and the recipe (yeah, yeah)
takin’ off, still never let a n~gga disrespect me, no
fake n~ggas be some clowns
king codes, they can’t copy what i’m on
i was off for a second, now i’m on
makin’ magic, i ain’t even got a wand (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[chorus]
spend it, uh, i can get the cash real fast (fast, fast)
yeah, made your ex n~gga real mad (mad, mad)
yeah, everything i touch is goin’ gold (gold, gold)
yeah, patek water, neck on froze (brr)
yeah, i can get the cash real fast (real fast)
yeah, made your ex n~gga real mad (real mad)
yeah, everything i touch is goin’ gold (yeah, gold)
yeah, patek water, neck on froze (brr)
[verse 3]
patek water, neck on froze, yeah, i see it
n~ggas hatin’ on me ’cause they see i got the pivot
jumpin’, 23, jumpin’, 23 (23)
i’m like swae lee, i’m like swae lee
b~tch, you gotta call, you gotta pay me
rockin’ different flows, i’m on my eighth feat
yeah, everybody know i’m with the a~league
yeah, gettin’ paper, oh, yeah, gettin’ this paper, oh
i feel bad, lil’ baby, i feel poor
hit the gas, man, i gotta get the dough
and they like away her pics, go and post, uh
take a picture, lil’ baby, go and post
ig, i’m on ig
yeah, wanna follow me, wanna follow me
yeah, i got the sauce, i got the drip, uh (got the drip)
just sipped the eight, tell me play the hip, uh (play the hip)
[chorus]
uh, i can get the cash real fast (uh, uh)
yeah, made your ex n~gga real mad (mad, mad)
yeah, everything i touch is goin’ gold (gold, gold)
yeah, patek water, neck on froze
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