Golden Era Lyrics

Lil bro bring that smoke

To your throat like its cancer

Shorty hitting splits on the floor

She a dancer

Southside nigga putting 4

In a Fanta

Bad bitch coming out of westside Atlanta

Top tier but she eat that dick

With no manners

Young nigga stacking up the bows

In the trap house

Shorty wanna join a nigga team

Get you X out

Booty busting all through the jeans

Let it hang out

Let a nigga try me

Gone let it ring

Gone be a man down

I like all these bitch's in between

Tryna stack them racks up in my jeans

Shorty know my pockets bigger

Take her somewhere

She forgot about all her last niggas

Throw it back on me

Keep a strap on me

Keep them racks on me

YEA YEA

Flexing she gone fuck a nigga

Cause my accent

Jackson flying out the sky

Blew her back in

Traction we be in that scat

Doing donuts

FN keep it on my side

Nigga on one

Yungeen out his top

He'll flash

He don't know nun

Riding around the city with that fire

That's the gold one

Kill one

If you take one we ain't even

Fucking niggas bitch

Got a young nigga sea sick

Only eight teen he be trapping

Yea he sleezy

Let a nigga play with my money

Shit get greasy

Lil bro bring that smoke

To your throat like its cancer

Shorty hitting splits on the floor

She a dancer

Southside nigga putting 4

In a Fanta

Bad bitch coming out of westside Atlanta

Top tier but she eat that dick

With no manners

Young nigga stacking up the bows

In the trap house

Shorty wanna join a nigga team

Get you X out

Booty busting all through the jeans

Let it hang out