GoldLink

GoldLink - Crew lyrics

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[Brent Faiyaz:]

She see money all around me

I look like I'm the man

But I was down and out like last week

Tell me where have you been?

You came out of hiding, girl

Don't act like I'm your man

You just a fan, you don't hold rank

Don't hold no rank



[GoldLink:]

Bet against a real ass nigga with a sick ass mouth

And a slick ass flow

Catch-a-bullet-'round-me-nigga and a player when

I'm comin' for the kitty, I'm a fool, goddamn

Do it for my niggas in the ghost right there

Do it for my niggas in the ghost right now

Niggas got killed for the boy living dreams in the hills

And it wasn't for the boy right now

Goddamn, what a time, what a year

Feel what them young boys feel

I kill, never been killed, that's real, no lies

You can tell that from our pulse right now

Bet you wanna f**k me now

Bet you wanna love me down

Girl, you can't tie me down like Ray J said

But know I'm down

Trigger nigga show me something

Shake it like you owe me something

Pushin' on the pussy like a button

Came four times, fifth time you bustin'

Still gettin' rowdy in the function

Bitches on my dick like it's nothing

Everywhere I go now, always got shit bumpin', jumpin', bumpin', jumpin', yeah



[Shy Glizzy:]

Hey, nice to meet, I'm like "Jefe, who you be?"

Got the beast in Southeast, daughter clappin' to this beat

She invite me to her crib, I walk in she seem naive

She said "But I live in the hills," bitch, that's just the way I sleep

Stop that madness, I'm a savage

In traffic with Mac 11's

Bad bitch and she Spanish

I fly her to Calabasas

We get nasty, I'm her daddy

She know a nigga ain't average

Ain't nothing wrong with fake asses

Bitch, turn around, let's make magic

I'm geekin', uh huh I'm on it

Don't look at me like you want it

Tell 'em that we ain't stuntin'

In fourth down we ain't puntin' it

King of District of Columbia

Can't come here without a permit

This shit really a jungle, gorillas and anacondas



[Brent Faiyaz:]

She see money all around me

I look like I'm the man

But I was down and out like last week

Tell me where have you been?

You came out of hiding, girl

Don't act like I'm your man

You just a fan, you don't hold rank

Don't hold no rank
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