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young grizzly the god - rose gold lyrics

[chorus]
get rich and keep my b-tch dipped in rose gold
(rose gold)
new money so i can’t f-ck wit’ old hoes
(lame)
rap game swear a n-gga got cheat codes
(game over)
talk sh-t put some shooters in yah zip code
(bow)

[hook]
rose gold on my b-tch
(aye)
rose gold on my wrist
(d-mn)
rose gold on that iphone
(chirp)
rose gold flood wit’ ice doe
(cold)

rose gold on my b-tch
(aye)
rose gold on my wrist
(d-mn)
rose gold on that iphone
(chirp)
rose gold worth yo life hoe
(b-tch)

[verse 1]
f-ck it is dummy
kinda crummy
yah i’m young
but not a youngen
nose is runny
cuz i’m cold (cold)
but i keep it fuzzy
b-tches think i’m funny
’til they hear my tracks
d-mn these rapper wack
sk!ll is what you lack
swear they in the field or something

on a beat i zap for nothin’
charm city lucky duckling
b-tch i’m buck and f-ckin’ on cousin
rose gold got her blushin’
f-ck her face until concussion
30 get to bussin’
no discussion
you a bum
you ain’t bout nothin’
i was real when n-ggas wasn’t
b-tch
but i learned my lesson
i ain’t really wit’ the fussing sh-t
you ain’t on my level
when i have the city buzzing
yah
know i ain’t gon’ fumble
if you ’bout it bring the trouble
b-tch i’m used to being humble
now bout’ta run the jungle
run the city
run up checks
i want a milly
run yah mouth
or run them hands
rose gold
rubber bands
rose gold
high demand
on a wrist
in a bag
on a b-tch
rose gold
too legit
rose gold or (raf beat) if you want
in this ..b-tch

[chorus]
get rich and keep my b-tch dipped in rose gold
(rose gold)
new money so i can’t f-ck wit’ old hoes
(lame)
rap game swear a n-gga gotta cheat codes
(game over
talk sh-t put some shooters in yah zip code
(lets do it)

[hook]
rose gold on my b-tch
(aye)
rose gold on my wrist
(d-mn)
rose gold on a iphone
(chirp)
rose gold worth yo life hoe
(sheesh)

rose gold on my b-tch
(aye)
rose gold on my wrist
(d-mn)
rose gold on a iphone
(chirp)
rose gold flood wit’ ice doe
(cold)

[verse 2]
young grizzly
neighborhood villain
time k!llin’ lott’a chillin’
used to play center
graduated to a sinner
(preach)

rap game top number one contender
you a verse renter
finna be a bears dinner
flockin’ like a bird
when you squak i know yo words thinner
then some one ply
p-ssy n-gga gon’ die
dummy river run dry
when i come by
better hold yah gun high
30 round drum line
mama pistol fun size yah

f-ck a car do a run by
bad vibes from a fun guy
leader of the young tribe
rappers growin’ like some fungi
mostly on the dumb side
lott’a bars like wifi
lit up like i’m tie dye
get. high. sky. dive
ha
(i could do this all day)

[hook]
rose gold on my b-tch
(aye)
rose gold on my wrist
(d-mn)
rose gold on a iphone
(chirp)
rose gold worth yo life hoe
(sheesh)

rose gold on my b-tch
(aye)
rose gold on my wrist
(d-mn)
rose gold on a iphone
(chirp)
rose gold flood wit’ ice doe
(cold)

- young grizzly the god lyrics

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