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yg – platinum lyrics

you know how many b+tches thugged out off the liquor?
straight tequila shots, so it’s f+ckin’ up my liver
shoutout 800, that’s my motherf+ckin’ hitter
that’s my k!ller, that’s my dawg, that’s my motherf+ckin’ n+gga
n+gga, we ain’t friendly, we don’t conversate with opps
on that gang sh+t, but we done made it off the block
f+ckin’ on your b+tch, she was actin’ likе a bop
that’s why them busty n+ggas hate me, off top
f+ck clark kеnt, we ain’t into savin’ hoes
we be playin’ with money, y’all playin’ with y’all nose
my b+tch rich, she gon’ pull up in a rolls
with that off+white on and some all white toes
lamborghini black, maybach and a rari’
westside sh+t, might pull up on harley
t+raww got the snow bunnies goin’ gnarly
house n+ggas, y’all ain’t never outside, sorry

i don’t f+ck rats no more, i’m at the top (top)
send me the addy, you know it’s gon’ pop (pop)
b+tch, take a look at the sip and don’t flock (flock)
she bouncin’ on my d+ck, man, this b+tch got hops
uh, money in my palm and her p+ssy got my hand on it
got a lil’ tired, then i— (what?), put my man on it
trampoline green, how the b+tch just land on it?
treat the beat like a treadmill, how i ran on it
dun+dun, dun+dun, da+da+dun+dun
n+ggas don’t sleep, i’m a beast where i’m from
popped in a tesla, put it on her tongue (ugh)
platinum in my t++th and it cost a honey bun (sweet)
jack in the box, tell these clowns that it’s up (it’s up)
n+ggas actin’ tough (tough), i’ma call bluff
i ain’t talkin’ ’bout the dj, but i had enough (n+gga)
and this ain’t for the radio, keep this sh+t rough, n+gga

i don’t do the rims no more, i ride stock
i f+ck top ten b+tches, you f+ck bop
hundred on the dash, slow down, there go the cops
we goin’ platinum, baby
yeah, we be goin’ platinum without bein’ thorough
4hunnid, five+hundred what i get a show
play the game right, so i’m livin’ by the code
we goin’ platinum, baby (4hunnid)
i don’t do the rims no more, i ride stock
i f+ck top ten b+tches, you f+ck bop
hundred on the dash, slow down, there go the cops
we goin’ platinum, baby
yeah, we be goin’ platinum without bein’ thorough
4hunnid, five+hundred what i get a show
play the game right, so i’m livin’ by the code
we goin’ platinum, baby (4hunnid)

- yg lyrics

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