planet paradise

goldlink

welcome to planet paradise

where we have the best arts in the milky way

your baby daddy's back. your baby daddy's back. oh

god

shout out to the squad

real niggas dying every day

we pray to god

oh

god

shout out to the squad

real niggas dying every day

we pray to god

oh

god

shout out to the squad

real niggas dying every day

we pray to god

oh

god

shout out to the squad

real niggas dying every day

we pray to god

see

i rock goldlink with my fur black mink

scottsdale beep

kick it with a low-down freak

got her wilding pop pop

off to college

got her hollering

calling out my name

unless she really says she all up in

push the chang out

brought my kick game out

brought it back to '96

the first 12s came out

had to call my niggas

cooling it with my kickers

had to call my connect

had to show my respect

and we next to take the throne

now i gotta keep up

bad bitch keeper

i don't think i deserve

but i gotta keep her

eat her like my desert

but i'm cooling it with my niggas on the reefer

used to pac compare me but i beg to differ

flow shift

switch

got a tame it like a bitch

i hit

i split that shit

lickidy whip

i went straight in

who can go in like me?

rocking and rocking up on the beat

and my neighbors hit my door cause they hear me when they sleep

fuck with the elite

while i kick it

bruce lee

fuck a cmb

i'm circled with the winners of the dmv

flip the torch ad well of course i had to take your bitch

nigga

you was loafing

i was pimping

then i ask myself

mirror mirror on the wall

how many sucka motherfuckas do i call and

and as the sun rise as i go to sleep

i hit the creep creep after dinner with your bitch

fucked her on your bed while i skeeted on your sheets

and i'm so discreet

beat it by the beat

tell my nigga please

oh

god

shout out to the squad

real niggas dying every day

we pray to god

oh

god

shout out to the squad

real niggas dying every day

we pray to god

oh

god

shout out to the squad

real niggas dying every day

we pray to god

oh

god

shout out to the squad

real niggas dying every day

we pray to god

gimme the gimme the bucks and i'm a stuff them in my trunk

and i'm a hit 'em with that 40 clip cal pump

what the fuck is up nigga

fuck your whole team

done taking shots

living lavish my team

never sell a dream

shit ain't what it seems

popping and popping and load a pistol steady cocking at you demons

while you're trying to catch my semen

i ain't into twatching and the tweeting and your cheating

rather catch your ass slipping in the streets

approach the scene

and then i cuff ya

i bust ya

rolling up the tree and then i cuff ya

i snuff ya

fucking up your waves

cut off all your dreads

then you catch your girl up in the alley giving head

shit is crazy when you beefing

don't cry

dry your eyes

the hero's here nigga

now the city's all mine

flow go through your spine

never wine and dine

you heard the last song so you know the bitch is fine

oh

god

shout out to the squad

real niggas dying every day

we pray to god

oh

god

shout out to the squad

real niggas dying every day

we pray to god

oh

god

shout out to the squad

real niggas dying every day

we pray to god

oh

god

shout out to the squad

real niggas dying every day

we pray to god