all gold everything

ayo

why you niggas wanna try to complicate shit?

why y'all niggas wanna try to ask me questions now?

y'all know what the fuck i do

man

don't ask me shit

man

gold all in my chain

gold all in my ring

cold all in my watch

don't believe me just watch

don't believe just watch

don't believe just watch

don't believe just watch

don't believe just watch

gold all in my chain

gold all in my ring

cold all in my watch

don't believe me just watch

get up off my block

nigga

see the gold musson drop top

nigga?

pinky ring make a bitch fart

nigga

30-karat yellow canary rock

in her

look

you got nerve lil' nigga

king tut ready

to the curb

lil' nigga

i hope you listenin' to every word

lil' nigga

full course comin'

this the hors d'oeuvre

lil' nigga

three-kilo gold cuban on my neck

homie

three dice roll cee-lo when i bet only

all gold uniform like my name kobe

all gold unicorn pendent on my trophy

world champ of this whole shit

niggas know me

so much gold niggas bitches call me goldie

did so much for the game

niggas owe me

for the co-sign i'm the one you gotta go see

before you niggas try to approach me

just know i'm in the corner

kinda busy where the hoes be

i'm the coke layin' under where they nose be

you the joke

niggas laughing at you low key

now get to know the way the bro live

derek lam gold frames up on my nose bridge

gold ace bottles fillin' up my whole fridge

showcase models

nails

toes did

solid gold

kid

gold all in my chain

gold all on my wall

not only do i kill verses

but i wrote all of your favourite songs

chris brown

jamie foxx

killer rollin' in tank

yeah i got plaques all on my wall

and i got stacks all in my bank

nigga

nigga

nigga

how the fuck can you hate

ungh

when i'm just doin' my thing? aye!

what other nigga you know

write pop songs

rap and make base? none

i am original

these other rappers sound typical

i got it locked in the figure-four

and they could never see me

i'm invisible

and i got. gold chain on my frame with the gold jesus

whole bank in my jeans i'm a gold visa

gold bling in my ring like a saints helmet

gold rappers on my dick then your girl pelvis

fuck

boy. we don't fuck with no broke dudes

my jewelry game is bicoastal

and my piece is on my stomach like soul food

your homie snitchin'

he so fool

over bread i'm a show him what the toast do

seein' lines in hd like pro tools

then hit the hamptons and throw on my boat shoes

cruise the atlantic

stoppin' out in trinidad

make a movie

turn a island into cinemax

gold album would appear from a pen and pad. assemble that.