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goldenboy countup - mic drop lyrics

[intro]
(pipe that sh+t up, tnt)
n+gga
goldenboy countupboy, b+tch, i’m that motherf+ckin’ n+gga, n+gga, know what i’m talkin’ ’bout?
they done p+ssed me off, n+gga, i’m finna drop sixty on these n+ggas
f+ck it, i’ma drop eighty on these n+ggas, n+gga
you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout?
they done p+ssed me off, i’m finna drop eighty on ’em
they done p+ssed me off, i’m finna drop eighty on ’em
n+gga, golden

[verse 1]
f+ck n+gga, i’m raw, i’ll shoot this b+tch from half+court
cuz, we really balling, you know hatin’, ask them n+ggas more
n+gga, we was gettin’ a hundred in, you wasn’t on the porch
f+ck n+gga, you had a silverspoon, he got it off of porridge
n+gga, i was up before i signed, f+ck that label, n+gga
gotta thank god, that’s my dog, he be savin’ n+ggas
goldеn learn the business, gеt them lawyers, make them pay a n+gga (d+mn)
raw n+gga, i done figured it out so now they hate a n+gga
told money man my next deal i need a million cash
f+ck ’em, we ain’t negotiatin’ sh+t, we need a bigger bag
dope boy, but you a businessman, you can’t let ’em class
patient n+gga, i’ma take my time, that’s how a n+gga last
five seconds, love, put it on golden, i’ma take the shot
n+gga, you could’ve had a million dollars, but you chasin’ thots (n+gga)
n+gga, all my fans real authentic, n+gga, fine bodies (d+mn)
n+gga, i got money layin’ around, i went divine spots
told my n+ggas if i don’t really blow then i f+ckin’ played it
told my b+tch don’t leave a n+gga, now the b+tch, she wish she stayed
cuz dunked the ball then broke the goal and f+cked up my j’s
razor+cutting dope with my net, n+gga, i don’t need a blade (skrrt), n+gga
[interlude]
goldenboy countupboy, b+tch, i’m that motherf+ckin’ n+gga, n+gga, i drop eighty on you, n+gga
f+ck you talkin’ ’bout, n+gga?
n+gga, big chicken sh+t, n+gga, goldenboy countupboy, n+gga

[verse 2]
golden threw an alley+hoop, n+gga, i’m a team player
my lil’ dog a kingpin, he turned his b+tch into the mayor
“she chargin’ n+ggas for that p+ssy, golden, you ain’t have to pay her”
raw b+tch, golden, you see us, she stay by [?]
still ballin’, golden playin’ golf, i’m with them rich folks
tail ’em, i done flipped this b+tch twice, let that b+tch go (ayy)
golden 5’11” but be walkin’ like he 6’4″
we be at the 7+eleven, i told that n+gga hit the citgo
n+gga f+cked around and choked his cracker out, keep playin’ with my pape
i flipped this b+tch like ice cube, golden, you n.w.a
sh+t, you thought a n+gga blew that money, i threw that sh+t in real estate
they seen a n+gga blow a rack, i’m still flippin’ bubba plates, n+gga

[outro]
mic drop, b+tch

- goldenboy countup lyrics

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