Bring It Back Golden
Title | Bring It Back Golden |
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Artist | GoldenBoy CountUp |
Album | Chicken Man 2 |
Release Date | 2021-10-28 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | [Intro] Big Chicken Shit N*gga GoldenBoy CountUp I'm dat muhf*ckin N*gga I'm the hardest N*gga out, N*gga I said it, N*gga what the fuck Raw shit, N*gga Straight out the D N*gga, D County N*gga, Central Florida N*gga Aye, We at the muhfuckin trap. I just backed in N*gga Got that thang on my lap, yuh feel me I'm bust down King, wholesale King [Verse 1] Versace on me N*gga, I pulled the peezy out the wrap Gucci hat cooking up this dope, N*gga this slap Golden doin' shows but he a certified Trappa Yeah that nigga got them M's but he a certified capper I got my stick, I'm in a Rolls, you see the stars on the ceiling I got my teeth white and rose, plus my chain this a sixty N*gga, I can't fuck no average hoe cause you know Golden real picky N*gga, I'll tеach you N*ggas a route, you ain' even know еxisted And my lil N*gga from the O, he ain' never been to Disney And my lil N*ggas up in Broward, they be standing on that business And them lil N*ggas down St. Pete, really sellin' chicken And them lil N*gga up Tallahassee really havin' millions "Oh My God, Now Bring It Back Golden!" B*tch I'm from the D where them N*ggas got that crack on 'em If you got some money then lil N*gga I put a sack on you Where I from you better have some money or they gone crack on you [Interlude] Fuck, GoldenBoy CountUp Boy You The F*ckin' Sh*t, N*gga You Make A Nigga Just Want To Jump In That Muhf*ckin' Coupe and Wreck That Bitch Make A Nigga Want To Leave They Bitch and Go To Another N*gga B*tch Make A N*gga Want To Start Selling Dope, Been Working All My Life [Verse 2] I know some N*ggas scamming making millions in a Tesla And when I walk inside your crib, b*tch my forty on yo dressa' And you gone think a N*gga Matt Hardy, jumpin' off this dressa' I'm dat N*gga, he ain' paying rent, send em to the shelter Jit I'm pissed off, I just got some coke on my Louis shirt N*gga, I might slap you with a brick, ask you "Do it work?" Yo bitch ate me up, I got ashes on my Gucci shirt My lil dawg grew up in the church, serve the whole church N*gga, can't be running after hoes, gotta handle business You ain' hit them N*ggas the first time, better keep spinning Fuck N*ggas tried to hold me down but I keep winning Fuck N*ggas, I'm really up now, this just the beginning Got my young b*tch with me, sliding in a Hellcat Had my migo dawg wit' me sliding, bringing bales back I use to front niggas, bet them fuck N*ggas won't tell that 'Member I was up, early mornings, like "Where that mail at?" Dawg need some bricks, call amigos Bruh I need a b*tch, mmm, Casamigos Golden you a fly ass nigga, you worth Kilo's Standing in the middle of the Trap, playing C-Low You might also like[Outro] Oh My God, GoldenBoy CountUp Boy You The Muhf*ckin' N*gga I Swea' To God. Popeyes, KFC, All Them Chicken Places So Mad At You, They Ain In The Streets. You Do Yo Muhfuckin' Thing |