PnB Rock, King Von - Rose Gold lyrics

Rakim Hasheem Allen

[PnB Rock, King Von - Rose Gold lyrics]

Two tone rose gold, Cartier skeleton
I ride with my dogs, whether right or wrong
I got all these scars 'cause my niggas gone
Tat 'em on I'm back and
Put 'em in my songs

Caught him slippin', left him on the news
Gotta bite now 'cause he love to chew
All these hoes in here, I gotta fuck me one
New Lambo' with the trunk in the front
These niggas die bitter
They sweeter than punch

I done made it out the bottom
Baby, I ain't goin' back
Maybach or that Lambo' truck
Revolver hit 'em, they ain't solvin' that
His and her's Chanel drip
Too many plugs they come with extensions
Whack all the opps, don't leave no witness
Poppin' all these Percs, I need to quit it
Cop brand new coupes and leave the ceilin'

Hop out the drop at the
Opp's spot and pop shots
Young nigga worth some M's
It's crazy 'cause I also spin the block
Bad lil' bitch want ass shots
I'ma cash her out
She gon' give me that drop
That bitch think she special
I drop drip all on my bad thots

Lambo' seats in here
Stash spots, got the heat in here
Watch your body, they creepin', yeah
Ain't no peace, no sleep in here
Hey bro, just bring them freaks in here
If he's sweet
I'll have my young niggas eat
We gon' have a feast in here, yeah

Two tone rose gold, Cartier skeleton
I ride with my dogs whether right or wrong
I got all these scars 'cause my niggas gone
Tat 'em on I'm back and
Put 'em in my songs

Caught him slippin', left him on the news
Gotta bite now 'cause he love to chew
All these hoes in here, I gotta fuck me one
New Lambo' with the trunk in the front
These niggas die bitter
They sweeter than punch

Before I die they gon' remember me
For bein' in these streets
And slangin' heat
Ain't ducked no enemies
I want the toughest nigga
I ain't never preyed upon the weak
And yo lil' baby momma lip real
Good but that bitch pussy weak

These lil' boys can't fuck with me
45 Glocks, they stuck to me
I be in your dreams
You can't even sleep
If you think about touchin' me
Man, this shit'll get ugly, now
This shit'll get brazy
The way he got killed, that made me crazy
Couldn't do shit, I was in them cages

Fightin' murder ones
Couldn't even see my son
I was on the run
Still throw the gun, we broke the bond
Now I got the biggest bag
You know these niggas mad
He tried to run off with that sack
I made him fumble then I run it back

Two tone rose gold, Cartier skeleton
I ride with my dogs whether right or wrong
I got all these scars 'cause my niggas gone
Tat 'em on I'm back and
Put 'em in my songs

Caught him slippin', left him on the news
Gotta bite now 'cause he love to chew
All these hoes in here, I gotta fuck me one
New Lambo' with the trunk in the front
These niggas die bitter
They sweeter than punch

Two tone rose gold, Cartier skeleton
I ride with my dogs whether right or wrong
I got all these scars 'cause my niggas gone
Tat 'em on I'm back and
Put 'em in my songs

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