goldenboy countup - yard lyrics
[intro]
uh, countup, n+gga
goldenboy countupboy, b+tch, i’m that motherf+ckin’ n+gga, n+gga, yeah
2025 sh+t, n+gga
you know what i’m sayin’? you know i’m comin’, n+gga
(golden, n+gga), yeah, golden, chea
[verse]
got too much chicken, can fry this sh+t, go’n hide that ho, i can buy this b+tch
yeah, big bl!ck on me, come try this sh+t, yeah, pretty red b+tch come ride this d+ck
yeah, pretty black b+tch, come work for me, baby, yeah, trappin’ that sh+t, got coke like the eighties (uh)
lean in a baby bottle, jit serve babies
yeah, country n+gga, i got the caddy mercedes
two trap spots and they both gon’ boom
yeah, grew up in the woods, i can spend you a coupe
hold up, four or five cribs, i can give you a room
yeah, sweep up the money, i’ma grab you a broom
yeah, gucci print, baby, i’ma step on a b+tch
yeah, maison margiela, i’ma step on a brick
hold up, cheap+ass jewelry, i wouldn’t wear that sh+t
hold up, creep+ass ho, i ain’t sparin’ that b+tch
yeah, tell them lil’ n+ggas to show me some money, yeah, pull up like urrt, yeah, they knew i was comin’
hold up, n+ggas still talkin’ ’bout chasin’ a hundred
hold up, n+ggas be talkin’ and still gettin’ fronted?
’round here, n+gga, that sh+t don’t pass
yeah, we got rich off girl and gas
yeah, every n+gga ’round me diamonds glass
yeah, trappin’ and sw+ngin’, this sh+t go fast
too much money, it’s rippin’ the door
this lil’ b+tch beggin’ a n+gga to touch her
my homegirl beggin’ a n+gga to f+ck her
lame+ass n+gga at the crib wanna cuddle
fake four+and+a half, i’ma rock+a+bye baby
yeah, grab me a birkin, i need gold dega
grab me a bird, i show you how to make it
hold up, teachin’ finessin’, i show you the basics
yeah, these lil’ n+ggas, i’m straight from the gutter
yeah, one thing ’bout it, i’ma get that b+tter
yeah, ask ’bout chicken, them b+tches, they love him
how the f+ck that n+gga got rich off bubble?
how the f+ck that n+gga came up like das?
skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, i’ma bring that back
can’t sell that sh+t? n+gga, bring that back
n+gga play with this sh+t, then a n+gga get whacked
yeah, i got some money for n+ggas that’s playin’
i don’t got a problem with droppin’ them bands
yeah, n+ggas be talkin’ but n+ggas be fans
yeah, f+ck n+gga better go find him a fan
[outro]
and chill out, n+gga
golden, b+tch
(n+gga)
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