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goldenboy countup – 10pm in atl lyrics

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[intro]
yeah, n+gga
big chicken sh+t, n+gga, goldenboy countup, boy, b+tch, i’m that one f+ckin’ n+gga, n+gga, in real life, n+gga (ooh, sav k!lled it)
you know what i’m sayin’?
real fly n+gga, baby
n+gga
n+gga (yeah)
yeah
n+gga, golden
ayy
[verse 1]
stupid bad b+tch with a n+gga, i’m worth a million dollars
come up two hundred fifty in jewelry, let me pop my collar
golden speak that sh+t to them n+ggas, make them n+ggas follow
real pretty b+tch, say she don’t, but she gon’ swallow
two hundred fifty bands in that bag off of trap money
cuh, i’m really up a half a million off of rap money
f+ck n+gga, you only got a dub? that’s some cap money
twenty p’s of za just dropped, cost the map money
golden trap n+gga, i’m wearin’ tees, i ain’t into fashion (d+mn)
n+gga say he want a hundred p’s, well, i can make it happеn (d+mn)
i just f+cked his b+tch like a dog, got his b+tch gagging
cuh, tell thе n+gga i f+cked his b+tch, why he keep asking?

[chorus]
forty ball on my wrist, n+gga, i cashed out on it (d+mn)
forty bands on my neck, n+gga, i maxed out on it (d+mn)
that fifty pack thicker than a b+tch, i spazzed out on it (d+mn)
he know them percs faker than a b+tch, he passed out on it (n+gga)

[verse 2]
real trap n+gga, i got the junkies at the trap, n+gga
i don’t let my cheese leave, smoke it in the back, n+gga
nate had a hundred for these n+ggas, had a sack, n+gga
ask knot, before the rap, i really had crack, n+gga
flyest n+gga in this b+tch, they can’t even compare to me (golden)
gave ’em six hundred for some bundles, what’s some hair to me? (n+gga)
cuh, this sh+t easy to me, it ain’t even fair to me
cuh, i got racks now, but this sh+t ain’t rare to me
my daddy had the birds and my uncle had the pills, n+gga
i don’t give a f+ck about that money, you ain’t real, n+gga
really worth a mill’, n+gga, golden real chill n+gga
where the f+ck is cleats at? you know he on the field, n+gga
[chorus]
forty ball on my wrist, n+gga, i cashed out on it (d+mn)
forty racks on my neck, n+gga, i maxed out on it (d+mn)
that fifty pack thick as f+ck, n+gga, i spazzed out on it (skrrt, skrrt)
he know them percs fake as f+ck, n+gga passed out on it (d+mn, n+gga)



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