Patrick Zae, Esteban Tavares, Yontz - Goldline 1 lyrics

This exceeds all you can imagine
Flying pass the traffic on
A three headed dragon
Humans said I ain't a savage
So I'm here to make em panic
All these fuck boys is plastic
We can't kick it if you average
And I know they're fucking plotting
Trynna figure out my tactics golly
Feeling fucking godly walk in with a hotty
And she popped a fucking Molly
Now she sweating like she Ali
And I'm balling like I'm Hakeem ooh!
Posse getting stared at like we nazis
And I know they wanna stop me
Cause they women call me papi
I mean mami you can get up on me
Fiending for Dasani look like paparazzi
Now let's see who's first to
Mother fucking spot me wowzers
Shawty in my trousers


Room keeps spinning like I'm
Bout to murder bowser
Roll some fucking towers
Burned too many bridges
Shout out to the women
Let me get them digit's uh yeah we vibing
Uh to the sirens uh yeah keep calling
Party on that island uh yeah I'm Midas
Uh with a tight grip sun so gold
Flash a smile while I'm dying

Let me go gold tonight
Baby let me go gold tonight
Yeah let me go gold tonight
Baby let me go gold tonight
Cause you know we’re so throwed tonight
Baby let me go gold tonight
Yeah let me go gold let me go gooooooold
Let me go gold tonight
Baby let me go gold tonight
Let me, let me go gold let me go-

I'm bout to go gold they told me I can do it
Just gotta stay focused
All you gotta do is tune in
Silly characters around me
Wonder what the cartoon is
Say you grew up a screw up
Baby I was born in screwston
I'm on another level
Sorry if you never heard of me
Temp readings off the charts man
I'm trippin off the Mercury
Accidental steez make em
Think I do it purposely
Who killed me on the track?
I'm like that one was out of courtesy
I'm out here for the currency
While my records turning
We whipping something burgundy with
This little bird
And she a cheap cheap thrill
Word around the curb she
Gotta deep freak skill
Sounds like a good turn out
Shows always packed like a game
When we burn out
Catch me on the corner yellin
Come sweat your perm out
Here for your head baby gone
Pull your shirt down
You shined for a while well I'm
Yontz it's my turn now

Bitch I'm in the building
Like a hostage situation
Bad Brazilian with me look like she
Mixed with a little Asian
Man this feeling is amazing like xannies
A bit of haze lemonade up in my cup
Getting sucked while my records blazing
Don't know why I be hitting up
Like all these hoes man
Knowing once I hit em then it's adios and
Really I don't even need to
Buy these clothes man
I could be a bum, I bet I'd still be chosen
You could bet that, yeah
Yeah you could bet that
Steph Curry at the free-throw
You don't think he gonna hit that?
And you try my brother Yontz don't
Think that thing is gonna click-clack
Isn't Patrick on a track with me
You doubt little homie spit facts?
You crazy as fuck and you sick in your mind
Like paying to fuck or me trick on a dime
Like somebody told you they've
Written my rhymes or told you they robbed me
Or stripped me of mines
You crazy as fuck and you sick in your mind
Like paying to fuck or me trick on a dime
Like somebody told you they've
Written my rhymes or told you they robbed me
Or stripped me of mines
Man thats highly improbable
The unfuckwittable, unmovable, unstoppable
Please bitch get out my face
And all the bridges that I burn
May they light my way

Let me go gold tonight
Baby let me go gold tonight
Let me go gold tonight
Baby let me go gold tonight let me go gold
Let me go gold let me go gold tonight
Baby let me go gold baby let me go gold
Let me go gold let me go gold