Gold Lyrics

L-O-L, Mr. Flip A Hotel

Say it witcha soul man

I'm grabbin' Yerns coattails

Stop before we both fail

You got the soul of oat milk

I'll punch a postman in the face, I don't want no mail

Them bills is comin' in, them people callin' in

They wanna come and get my money, bitch, not fallin' in a trap

It's funny how they learn to rap, cause if it's cold, I'll send it back

One minute old, it didn't last, that second send was seven flat

No cap bullshit, niggas know I'm the future

No influence, got more flows than a Hoover

I'm what they can't be, niggas hate on computers

I'm so outstanding while I'm runnin' on fumes

It's so futile, baby, niggas know I'm crazy

Baby girl is aging, save her, don't save me

Listen here, it's KB, I'm here for real, baby

I'm Big YRN, baby

Don't feel if you ain't sayin' I'm the best ever

Address the pests first, kev vest, I'm best dressed, I'll bless the next verse

If I get rest from bench pressin, same shit since birth

A good lesson never heard, bitch, I said it first

It's the gold standard, the gold status, the best

Trendsetter fuck snow rabbits with hedge funds

I miss bettin' on landslides for the best one

I come up from the depths son

No one comin' impressing him

It's old magic, burn ya with cold branding

Skinny bitch, ball magnet, fuck it, I'm all past it

Don't ask me, niggas must want smackin

Showin' the hoe badges, rockin' the whole cradle and basket

Dippin, divin, the stance gon' change, I'm takin' it past em

Nigga, what they gon' say about me after

Nigga, no one say shit to me after

I had to tell you what it meant, cause you weren't here for this chapter, bitch

I always felt like I had to act like someone I'm not

Cause I'm lowkey loud and proud for real

And I was like that as a young person, niggas was like to calm down

So I was like, alright, fuck it, let me calm down

And then I was straight faced

You know what's the worst thing, bro

Like telling yourself you need to chill out

Literally, that sucks