GUYLINER - GOLDXXX Lyrics

Catch this brand new beat
Brand new beat, booming in your street
Catch this brand new beat
Brand new beat, booming in your street
Catch this brand new beat
Brand new beat, booming in your street
Catch this brand new beat
Boomin' boomin' boomin'

Gold chain round my neck, serve it hot on the deck
I've got these super-soakin' mannerisms, gon' leave you a wreck
Blue ink on the check, London to Quebec
I'm working hard, I'm getting money, I don't need your respect

I'm a nepo-daddy cuz these bitches is my sons
Just like Nicki, ass is perky, plus I got my vaxes done
Money long, wallet heavy full of gold, then you the bronze
Check your posture, fix your hair
I come first, you can stare
I think that's fair

Cuz I'm gold, I'm diamond
I'm everything you save up for and more
I'm stylin', all this Sandro, Bottega, Louis, Dior
I'm wildin', on the stereo, I'm poundin'
Real heavy on the bass, come let me give you a taste

I'm gold, I'm diamond
I'm everything you save up for and more
I'm stylin', all this Sandro, Bottega, Louis, Dior
I'm wildin', on the stereo, I'm poundin'
Real heavy on the bass, come let me give you a taste

I've got nepo-babies by the way I teach the children
I'm a witch, I'ma lure you with my crumbs into the cauldron
You'll be buying you some bots, I've got real fans, they all Brazilian
Even if it was '06 you'd be the Kim, I'd be the Hilton
That's hot

Gold, I'm diamond
I'm everything you save up for and more
I'm stylin', all this Sandro, Bottega, Louis, Dior
I'm wildin', like a stereo, I'm poundin'
Real heavy on the bass, come let me give you a taste

Bitch I'm gold, and you're silver
I stay hot, these bitches shiver
Serving all up in the club, when kebab is all you deliver
Pure gold, heavy hitter
I stay winning, you a quitter
I'm shitting on these bitches, someone bring a kitty litter

Gonna race you with my Benz (Benz)
Til' the judge is giving me tens
(Tens tens)
Til' the judge is giving me tens
(Tens tens tens)
Make sure to catch this lens (lens)
Til' the judge is giving me tens
(Tens tens)
And this sh*t don't make no sense
(Grand prize)

Gold (gold)
Diamond (diamond)
Everything, everything every-
And more
More, and more
Sandro, Bottega, Louis, Dior
I'm wilding (wild)
Stereo, stereo, pounding
Heavy on the bass, bass
Lemme give you a taste

One man down
Two men down
Three men down
This what you came here for
One shot down
Two shot down
We shut down this musky, sticky floor
Got high fiber
Eyeliner
Rottweiler to skimpy bitches so
Guyliner
Guyliner
Guyliner
Engrave that in your soul