All gold, all gold

Dreaming nigga sleepin, I′m out for the weekend
Fuck it, all the lean on me, Morgan Freeman
Gold chain, gold roll
If she swallow let me know
Acid tripping, skinny dippin
Pillsbury, get the dough
Then I'm on another show? got the smoke
Riding down Crenshaw
Young niggas winnin bro
King all of my niggas
Queen all of my bitches
Spend it all on these riches
When I′m done you gon miss us
My bitch bad Kim K
In Japan like a sense
They gon do what Trip say
Cause Trips banking all this k
These niggas fake, I'm real
Like my nigga Paul Wall grill
No ice, my niggas chill
I wonder how Pimp C feel
OG
All my niggas don told me
Gold Chain, Purple lean, Kobe
Hope these niggas don't od
Fucked a bitch she don′t know me
After I nut, get up and leave
My black?, thats OC
We run the world like Bush peeps

Throw the pot, turn the stove, my niggas dipped in all gold
All gold, all gold, all gold
Minus tolks, on them toes
Paint them bitches all gold, all gold, all gold

Loud all in that zip Still ridin round with that grip
I said why I′m sellin my buckle Gold crowns all round our wrists
I be standing high on these couches looking down on all these snitches
Middle finger to the law dicking down these niggas bitches
Fuck your ho your bitch is bad
All her toes be painted gold plus Birkin bags
Cause when she rockin, pussy pop, that ass fat
I seen her owner with a bottle, you can have it back
Skinny nigga, pockets brawlin, I got them racks
Time to wash my niggas money like a laundromat
You know where to find me at
Full grown, Jesus piece on the cuban links
Lord knows, we got the streets
Got the keys, game locked, door closed
Court cases I fought those
Bases loaded, I toss Os
Range Rover, don't Porshe drove
Got 4 hoes, fuck 4 clothes
I′m in Atlanta, like Georgia Dome be uptown like, Fordham Road
When I'm dead and gone, its over tell em all gold my torso, oh!

Throw the pot, turn the stove, my niggas dipped in all gold
All gold, all gold, all gold
Minus tolks, on them toes
Paint them bitches all gold, all gold, all gold

Oh, picture me gold, now would you hang it
If it′s perfect picture, let me tell you would ya frame it
Fuck that shit it's plated, never outdated
I′m 24 on 24 karats but my chain is
Fuck that shit I'm famous, got bitches out the anus
No homo rose gold will be my latest
I bought it for my latest, my newest bitch is Danish
She don't speak my language
But I bet she know what my name is

Throw the pot, turn the stove, my niggas dipped in all gold
All gold, all gold, all gold
Minus tolks, on them toes
Paint them bitches all gold, all gold, all gold

Writer(s): Dj Battle
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