Gold Lyrics

She asked me what I'm doing so I told her go and drop the lo

We in here getting high but I told her go and drop it low

Ballin' so damn hard, I just hit em with the stop and go

I don't even want the diamonds, I just want a mouth of gold

Yeah I'm from the bottom but I'm finna hit the top for sure

I don't do for show, thought I told you I'm authentic bro

I don't want no hoe and I definitely won't cuff no swoop

I just want the blues like a devil, I ain't play at Duke

I'ma need at least a hundred if you want a verse from me

I don't wanna fuck her, yeah I'd rather go and fuck the beat

Call me Lorax, yeah I be talkin' to these fuckin' trees

Beggin' for the D, she say please, and say thank you

Bad lil' shawty, she keep tellin' me to spank her

I'm droppin' heavy shit, like I'm walkin' around with anchors

Fit so swanky, but I rock Crocs I'm an FL baby

I feel like a prostitute, bitch it's fuck you, pay me

Yeah you can't play me, I'm a star just like I'm Patrick, I ain't talkin' bout Swayze

I be smellin' like some gas but I'm fresh as a daisy

Shawty throw me up the peach, call me Mario baby

Don't call me brother, no you not Luigi, yeah I'm goin' hard

But I swear that I make it look easy

Got this water on me like I'm sponsored by Fiji

Call me Ripley since a jit, cause they ain't ever believe me

Them boys warmin' up the bench, I call 'em Ian Mahinmi

You a what, you a bench warmer

I'm cookin' everywhere I go just like I'm George Foreman

How the fuck you tellin' on the bro, you a whole informant

Actin' like you 12 but you wanna be Ja Morant

Yeah, I give 'em hell cause it's hot where we livin' at

I could never go to jail, I'm too pretty for all of that

I hang up, she callin' back, I told her I'm not attached

I gotta go and get this money, gotta go get these racks

More racks then the rack room, you salty like Splatoon

Hit him in his, ah, now he hurtin' like tattoos

Yeah, you like old news, I'm like brand new

I don't got a drum, but we'll see what the band do

Give her hardwood, yeah, somethin' like bamboo

Got plenty to go around, I got some for your friend too

Yeah, boy he broke as fuck, that's a cavity, not gold dude

Yeah, I'm heavy steppin', walkin' round like I got gold shoes

I need gold teeth

I got gold shoes

I need gold sheets

Ha, gold