Grafh
Grafh - All Gold Everything songtekst
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Gold all in my chain, gold all in my rang I ain’t got no credit, got one house And 2 cars all in my name Nigga got gold all in my watch Gold all in my plane Got gold all in my skin tone I got gold all in my veins I’m a golden brown ghetto nigga My mama talkin bout change What y’all be talkin bout strange You talking bout them, you talkin bout lame You talking bout me, you talking bout g You talking bout cheese, you talking bout gangs My watch be talkin bout bling My gun be talkin bout bang, Nigga this ain’t no fuckery If you real nigga then fuck with me But don’t fuck with me, cause I don’t fuck with niggas That fuck with niggas that don’t fuck with me This for them hood bitches, them bad hoes and good bitches Them ugly hoes that you think they cute On twitter cause they take good pictures Hood vicious, straight violent This watch, now that’s great timing Shout out to them bad hoes On instagram with they page private Spread your legs, I’m stage diving I treat the pussy like a steak omlet I break your legs, I break your heart I break the law but never break the promise Check book, 8 commas, I lend you bread so you can pay a homage In the club, my dark ass shades I can’t see through em like fake diamonds Sexy mama, I got expensive problems Shoot game… I drop the work up In front of you niggas, I mean benny hana, fendi, prada I’m fresh bitch, I’m fresh bitch Fuck a yes man, I need a yes bitch That do what I said, and I say it’s trill I say get to french, I say french kiss I’m the fresh prince, I’m too strng I’m high as fuck, I’m too gone In the 2 seater with the roof gone And the top go back when the roof yawn Everythang in my chains is too long My tool drawn, know it’s too long I ball out get my swish on Your coupons, I freestyle about 2 songs Normally I don’t give a fuck who’s song But my nigga trinidad, said take the beat and put a bruise on So I spit on it, the same way That I treat tits that I drew on When I fucked the bitch with my jewels on Ass thick with my timbaland boots on With one 4 watch, 4 gold chains, 4 finger rangs, I kill em Yo wife be, spend the night with me And I treat the pussy like dinner And this song for them fuck niggas That’s hating on this winner They talking on that gangster shit But they hard prolly pump glitter, kill em Gold all in my chain, gold all in my rang Gold all in my watch, don’t believe me just watch Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, don’t believe me just watch Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, don’t believe me just watch Don’t believe me just watch Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, don’t believe me just watch Don’t believe me just watch Gold all in my chain, gold all in my rang Gold all in my watch, don’t believe me just watch Don’t believe me bitch!