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cheldon mcqueen - gold koto lyrics

[intro]

[verse 1: cheldon mcqueen]
n-gga i ain’t fall off, not even a little bit
walk up in this b-tch throwing ones off an elephant
half my n-ggas off in the whip getting h-lla lit
your girl a six, but we hit it for the h-ll of it
i’m out that h-o
with the type of n-ggas pop a preacher for a payload
on a pacer for these pesos
and you can’t get it less i say so
n-gga, i got the juice! (juice)
i pull up hit the lights on the coupe
young n-gga living life how i choose
don’t ever let a n-gga tell me how to do me
i was 12 writing speeches for my grammy
fruity loop pattern cl!ckin’ at my granny house
they always ask me ch-lly what the f-ck you planning on
to have juno out here playing with my -n-log
god d-mn n-gga i’m the motherf-cking man now
used to not have a pot to p-ss in, now i’m cooking hits funny how this sh-t done panned out
you don’t like what you see change the channel
i’m on one
on one, on two
i’m too real to come out here and lose
for any n-gga tryna fit in my shoes like a fat b-tch wearing them jimmy choo’s

[bridge: cheldon mcqueen]
this one for all my n-ggas (2x)
dog and we ain’t letting up
i got a bad b-tch jada pinkett; set it off
and i tried to tell em..
my team just all for winning (2x)
and the squad up, everything’s all us, would give you a call but…

[chorus: cheldon mcqueen]
n-gga i been jamming that can’t tell me nothing for a week straight
future millionaires it all started with a mixtape
cards all maxed like tj, hey!
still doing a hundred on the freeway

[verse: le$]
it’s something old, thinking ’bout some new sh-t
ducked off i’m the n-gga that your boo with
vibed out this the life that i’m in tune with
you ain’t really on ’til you make your whole crew rich
tryna come up with something to make a little change
see ’em biting your style that sh-t a little strange, d-mn
guess i gotta switch it up again, just another corner that i gotta bend
$x$ eat good that’s the motto that we follow
and tell her grow up if her -ss don’t swallow
dippin’ in the slab bumping “run in the sun”
i sell clothes i’m just rapping for fun, i’m just f-cking with you
getting mine long as the sun shine
all a player ever really knew was grind
i’m riding on mirrors, ain’t feeding hoes dinner
better go and check the stats cause you ain’t no winners, like

[bridge & chorus]

- cheldon mcqueen lyrics

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