goldenboy countup - decatur lyrics
[intro]
(yarri)
skrrt
ayy
golden
skrrt
ayy
drop that sh+t
[chorus]
f+ck back twenty+one, real bowl scr+per
uh, hundred p’s, one suitcase, real paper
uh, finna f+ck on this n+gga b+tch a day later
uh, i just hit this b+tch today, his b+tch in decatur (skrrt)
[verse 1]
golden pulled up in that black coupe, look like batman
uh, two hundred racks in the trash bag, i’m the rat man
my b+tch say, “you a rapper now, you need to call the tat man”
uh, cookin’ up this dope, it got kick just like jackie chan
ooh, d+mn, golden got a cracker, look like sh+ggy (uh)
got that stick and them racks on me, bands baggy
uh, f+ckin’ on this b+tch, got a hundred in the mattress
uh, golden, i got clout now, i’m f+ckin’ on an actress
cuz, give me the hammer, i’ma still break that brick up
i’ma look like his b+tch, [?], make him beat his b+tch up
jit, you a police+ass n+gga, you said your clique up
i’m standin’ on that business, on my mama i can’t switch up
[interlude]
goldenboy countupboy, baby, i’m that motherf+ckin’ n+gga, n+gga
you know what i’m sayin’? never talk down on a man
never talk down on the next n+gga, n+gga
n+gga, get that grind up and switch that sh+t, turn that sh+t ’round, n+gga
[verse 2]
skrrt, i just pulled up in a h+llcat
f+ck n+gga, you capping, you ain’t never sent no mail back
i f+cked that n+gga b+tch like a dog, run and tell that
baby, that’s versace on my body, i know you smell that
baby, i’m from the hood, i’m d+ckin’ down, i won’t [?]
golden, he got diamonds in his t++th, the ho boy dream
fresh black tee on they neck and dough boy a re
cuz gon’ and wipe that n+gga nose, i think i heard him sneeze
six dash spots goin’ crazy in different b+tches’ names
you can ask my b+tch, i was up before i had the fame
n+gga, i was border than a b+tch, spent five on a ring
n+gga, i was madder than a b+tch, spent forty on my chain
we was sellin’ p’s in the hood as some young n+ggas
golden, you got money, i ain’t arguin’ with no broke n+ggas
n+gga, i’m probably smart inside my clique, i hang with dumb n+ggas
but they all six+figure n+ggas unlike some n+ggas
[chorus]
f+ck back twenty+one, real bowl scr+per
uh, hundred p’s, one suitcase, real paper
uh, finna f+ck on this n+gga b+tch a day later
uh, i just hit this b+tch today, his b+tch in decatur (skrrt)
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