B.C. Tha Hybrid, $uicideboy$ - Dipped In Gold lyrics
[B.C. Tha Hybrid, $uicideboy$ - Dipped In Gold lyrics]
Everything I drop bitch you
Know that it's gold 6 blunts, 6 bars
I been up for 6 days, so I don't know
But I keep doing drugs 'til
I'm numb to the bone, ay
Poseidon, I'm dropping these waves
I rot in my grave, give no fuck what you say
BC is a god, you are a peasant to me
And I run my shit, fuck a studio bitch
I'ma get it how I live man you can eat a dick
Boy sup when they comeeverytime that i spit
Watch the speakers freeze when my bass hit's
I'm focused and they noticing
I’m potent shit, I’m on it bitch
Codeine, pour up gold grill, glow up
Ice cube, snowin' on that Hi Tech, potion
Duckin', fiendin' codeine the reason
I’m in your bushes creepin'
That drug addicted demon, methol lit
Call my noose for the lick
$lick prefer the drugs over a bitch
Six in the clip, six for the dead
Young junkie motherfucker
And I’m sick 'till the end
Never pretend, to fuck with
You or your clique, bitch
Bitch, I bought a gold chain not to wear it
Just to have it then I changed my mind
And so I went and dipped it in some platinum
Now I’m shining, now I’m actin'
See these hoes, they look for fashion
Look for clout, they look for captions
Don’t be fooled by all the masses
All they want is fucking status
Fuck a hoe, that’s why I’m rappin'
For no hoes, just 'cause I’m rapping
It ain’t passion, while y'all fuck
She nappin'
Hand that bitch a fucking napkin
Wipe your mouth stop all that lapping
Suck your soul and suck your talon
Only way to get some action
Know that it's gold 6 blunts, 6 bars
I been up for 6 days, so I don't know
But I keep doing drugs 'til
I'm numb to the bone, ay
Poseidon, I'm dropping these waves
I rot in my grave, give no fuck what you say
BC is a god, you are a peasant to me
And I run my shit, fuck a studio bitch
I'ma get it how I live man you can eat a dick
Boy sup when they comeeverytime that i spit
Watch the speakers freeze when my bass hit's
I'm focused and they noticing
I’m potent shit, I’m on it bitch
Codeine, pour up gold grill, glow up
Ice cube, snowin' on that Hi Tech, potion
Duckin', fiendin' codeine the reason
I’m in your bushes creepin'
That drug addicted demon, methol lit
Call my noose for the lick
$lick prefer the drugs over a bitch
Six in the clip, six for the dead
Young junkie motherfucker
And I’m sick 'till the end
Never pretend, to fuck with
You or your clique, bitch
Bitch, I bought a gold chain not to wear it
Just to have it then I changed my mind
And so I went and dipped it in some platinum
Now I’m shining, now I’m actin'
See these hoes, they look for fashion
Look for clout, they look for captions
Don’t be fooled by all the masses
All they want is fucking status
Fuck a hoe, that’s why I’m rappin'
For no hoes, just 'cause I’m rapping
It ain’t passion, while y'all fuck
She nappin'
Hand that bitch a fucking napkin
Wipe your mouth stop all that lapping
Suck your soul and suck your talon
Only way to get some action