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uncle ticky - gold lyrics

[pre+chorus]
ain’t my problem man
ain’t no stress bruh
i see they mad, (why!?)
i do it better
i can keep you blessed dawg (yah)
no stress
but shade one time on my success
wena fusek (wena fusek!)

[hook]
woah, gold
need to get the neck and wrist froze (brrrrr)
need to up the budget on my clothes (for real)
all white yeti dress code
yelling out, “lord knows” (lord knows)
that’s gold (amen)
need to get the neck and wrist froze (for real)
need to up the budget on my clothes (uh+huh)
all white yeti dress code
[verse]
i’m yelling out wooo! (goodness gracious)
i don’t want the top cause it ain’t that sp+cious
every new school cat dropping one wack track
and they claiming that they got a couple acres
look what you did to the game
gave yourself titles to feel like an asset
but those contributions is vain
cause i’m an artist that came with high maintenance range
aye, there’s rappers, good rappers, there’s goats and then me (goats and then me)
no i’m not saying i’m better than these (better than these)
due to the fact i’m too ticky to fight for one title
when i can go run my own league (run my own league)
to dust turned the days i did pennies for thought
cause i swear that sh+t bad for my health
every idea that i give out, the money reroute
and come back as a note to self, ticky

[hook]
woah, gold (aye!!!)
need to get the neck and wrist froze (ice)
need to up the budget on my clothes
all white yeti dress code
yelling out, “lord knows” (lord knows)
that’s gold (yessir)
need to get the neck and wrist froze (for real)
need to up the budget on my clothes (for real)
all white, all white, wooo+hoo+hoo!
[chorus]
yeah i get the bag cause i’m the man, that’s right
working on my day off till a n+gga catch flights
y’all think you know what i’m ‘bout to say (nah, nah, nah man, yuh dunno)
y’all think you know moves i’m ‘bout to make (ahhhhh, nah, yuh dunno)

[verse]
i don’t break bread no more, it’s too old school
so me and my goons get it sliced in advance
you can work hard n+gga, i’ma work smart
so one in the bush that’s two in my hand
wake up and whiff the roses in the garden
if i cannot excuse myself, what makes you think
i’ll take the chance and beg your pardon
inflated ego haunts them
i don’t really need that, negative feedback
i’d rather give a thumbs up and not a diss track
the wise ticky once said, revenge is the only form of credit
a wack n+gga willing to pay back
can you confirm that, i went from nik naks
straight up to dimsum, now that i’m this much
i have a bad one, i need a threes (you dirty pig)

[pre+chorus]
ain’t my problem man (aye)
i cannot stress bruh (for real)
i see they mad, (why!?)
i do it better (ahhhh ticky)
i can keep you blessed dawg (tell ‘em)
no stress
but shade one time on my success
(ayyy fusek man!)
[hook]
woah (aye!!!), gold (yah!!!)
need to get the neck and wrist froze (oouu yessir)
need to up the budget on my clothes (yessirski)
all white yeti dress code
yelling out, “lord knows” (ouuu woah!)
that’s gold (yeah!)
need to get the neck and wrist froze (oouu yessir)
need to up the budget on my clothes (yessirski)
all white, all white, wooo+hoo+hoo!

[chorus]
yeah i get the bag cause i’m the man, that’s right
working on my day off till a n+gga catch flights
y’all think you know what i’m ‘bout to say (nah, nah, nah man, yuh dunno)
y’all think you know moves i’m ‘bout to make (ahhhhh, nah, yuh dunno)

[verse]
you thought it’s done huh?
i be on my dru sh+t
yeah
check it, check it
aye
i’m humble but savage
in fact, i’m humbly a savage
i told your girl that i need some head+s of cabbage
so i could make me a salad (aye!)
uv shades on cause my shine is like woah
way beyond normal; it’s phenomenal
i hope that fireman sam’s on patrol
the world finna stop, drop and roll
i feel like daniel craig with sam mendez on the phone back in 2015; i’m a spectacle, woah!
i got the duff cause my fans are like homer; i make like a szyslak and give ‘em some more
woah!

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