Soulja Boy, Migos - Gold lyrics
[Soulja Boy, Migos - Gold lyrics]
Zaytoven yeah
What's happening, Zay? I never
It's your boy, Soulja fuck it, let's go
Turn up
Gold gold gold gold gold gold
My neck and wrist, gold
My whip and bitch, gold
My chain and shit, gold
My neck and wrist, gold gold gold gold
Yeah fuck nigga, everything I'm rocking gold
Versace on my pinky
And you know that shit gold
Diamonds in my, and you know that shit froze
Smoking on this kush
And it from the northpole
You the type of nigga get a meal
Won't leave a tip on the table
Hit the block, pistol on my hip
Versace my neck and Versace my
Ring, Bugatti my whip, and Bugatti my chain
Gold on my neck and it's gold on my lense
It's gold on my neck when
I'm standing on stage
Got so many whips keep falling
Nigga hit the block and I'm instantly balling
40 for the club when I'm in
New York, got Lean on Lean
Got bottles on bottles
Bad bitch with me want Molly on Molly
Molly on Molly falling out the Bugatti
When I step in the party
I'm yelling "damb shawty"
Gold gold gold gold gold gold
My neck and wrist, gold
My whip and bitch, gold
My chain and shit, gold
My neck and wrist, gold gold gold gold
Gold on my finger, 3 bricks, Danny Granger
Versace my shirt and my shoes
But a young nigga still stay with a banger
Try me if you want
We'll hang you like a hanger
Call up the plug with the birds in the anker
You can call me Kurt Anger call Soulja
Got the yoppa that'll bust you like a cobra
Call Takeoff
Got the bonds and the gass like adolf
Gold Ruger blade face off
Hundreds of bands on the table
Sippin the syrup with no maple
Chain got my neck hurt, disabled
Word around the streets
Takeoff got a gold mansion
I just put them gold bricks
In the gold cannon
Plug with the street, we connect just like a
I'm black Luie V, like I jumped out a caskit
I pull up Mercedes, I'm whippin up babies
I call up the plug, he in Hady
Yu know I got Hannah Montana
I play with them keys like a piano
Taking a trip to Tiwana, Versace Madusa
Gold gold gold gold gold gold
My neck and wrist, my chain and ice
Young federal, that's how i live my life
Gold gold gold soulja, Migos
Neck and wrist, young federals, bitch
What's happening, Zay? I never
It's your boy, Soulja fuck it, let's go
Turn up
Gold gold gold gold gold gold
My neck and wrist, gold
My whip and bitch, gold
My chain and shit, gold
My neck and wrist, gold gold gold gold
Yeah fuck nigga, everything I'm rocking gold
Versace on my pinky
And you know that shit gold
Diamonds in my, and you know that shit froze
Smoking on this kush
And it from the northpole
You the type of nigga get a meal
Won't leave a tip on the table
Hit the block, pistol on my hip
Versace my neck and Versace my
Ring, Bugatti my whip, and Bugatti my chain
Gold on my neck and it's gold on my lense
It's gold on my neck when
I'm standing on stage
Got so many whips keep falling
Nigga hit the block and I'm instantly balling
40 for the club when I'm in
New York, got Lean on Lean
Got bottles on bottles
Bad bitch with me want Molly on Molly
Molly on Molly falling out the Bugatti
When I step in the party
I'm yelling "damb shawty"
Gold gold gold gold gold gold
My neck and wrist, gold
My whip and bitch, gold
My chain and shit, gold
My neck and wrist, gold gold gold gold
Gold on my finger, 3 bricks, Danny Granger
Versace my shirt and my shoes
But a young nigga still stay with a banger
Try me if you want
We'll hang you like a hanger
Call up the plug with the birds in the anker
You can call me Kurt Anger call Soulja
Got the yoppa that'll bust you like a cobra
Call Takeoff
Got the bonds and the gass like adolf
Gold Ruger blade face off
Hundreds of bands on the table
Sippin the syrup with no maple
Chain got my neck hurt, disabled
Word around the streets
Takeoff got a gold mansion
I just put them gold bricks
In the gold cannon
Plug with the street, we connect just like a
I'm black Luie V, like I jumped out a caskit
I pull up Mercedes, I'm whippin up babies
I call up the plug, he in Hady
Yu know I got Hannah Montana
I play with them keys like a piano
Taking a trip to Tiwana, Versace Madusa
Gold gold gold gold gold gold
My neck and wrist, my chain and ice
Young federal, that's how i live my life
Gold gold gold soulja, Migos
Neck and wrist, young federals, bitch