damn jamz - golden lyrics
[intro: d-mn jamz]
yeah.. its a wrap
on everything
f-ck you mean? what you sayin?
f-ck you mean? what you sayin?
who yo plug? you getting scammed
for real tho
[verse 1: d-mn jamz]
what if i flood them with quality?
give them all of me?
no they ain’t ready, i promise to god
too f-cking bad
you had your time
might as well gone and be happy for mine
they just be lying
n-ggas is faker than lil kim face
in the middle of my glow, but i been great
from the kid to the goat how i shift shapes
wallace knew it was a problem in the 5th grade
ain’t no mercy
got salt water for thirsty hoes
verses should come with he-rs-s
yet they talk down like we worthless
seasoned n-ggas been hating
salty because they ain’t it
no more but this ain’t ’04, need to move out the way b-tch
prolly die solo n-ggas egos get steep
they see the surface, take the lead of the sheep
f-ckin clowns
era golden
never folding n-gga read em and weep
no i ain’t f-cking around this summer
except for f-cking around them numbers
shawty tell me i should love her, i know the maneuver
think i could trust her far as i could throw yokozuna
and i’m no superman
but i do it d-mn well
if you can’t tell
hit em up no pac man we can’t trail
til the day come
die raw like i hate blunts
finish line with the day ones
like
[hook: jamz, milfie]
f-ck you smoking?
you n-ggas joking
no my era ain’t no error
hoe its golden, golden, golden
f-ck you smoking?
you n-ggas joking
no my era ain’t an error, hoe its golden
its golden
its golden, golden, golden, golden
golden, golden, golden
golden golden, its golden
[verse 2: milfie]
i was told to take my time
have a little bit of patience
everybody know i’m gone shine
getting mine
and i never threw no dirt on your name
tryna stack my paper
f-ck a hater, why you on my d-ck?
poppin sh-t, b-tch shut yo lips
make believe i’m not that b-tch
but all them b-tches you came with
they like me
don’t it make you wanna just fight me?
what you say, boo? yeah slightly?
is your temperature rising?
but i’m shining
like a diamond dipped in f-cking gold
i’m gone do way more than glow
blinding, perfect timing
like i said hoe, this the milfie show
and i’m with my n-gga jamz
we bout to blow like cookie smoke
straight up out the d
that n-gga gives the word, kick in the door
no country for a jack-boy
you gon work or you gon trap, boy?
either way just make it stack, boy
keep working til your life is f-cking golden
[outro: milfie]
golden, its golden
i need some more beat
i was gonna sing
-laughs-
did you like that, or naw?
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