GOLDiE
Black $heep Gang 4LiFE
Long Live Tha Kilo G
Y'already know what it is
You boys wanna say somethin' in the intro
(I like dick, I like)
Splashin in the pussy like I came out of the Bay
My shooters never missin', pull up like they Steph and Klay
(You ain't gettin paid?) Brodie I cannot relate
Workin' everyday, you'd think I laced the J with 'caine
I don't trust no one, blick in the peephole
I'm a young GOAT, well call me Lil D-Rose
You shootin' bricks like Ben Wallace at freethrow
Wrist pure white, I'm rockin' a kilo
They say time is money, and you ain't got either
Unc actin' like he Lil Reese with the heater
This bitch a Big Baby Davis type-eater
Back of the class, smokin' gas with the teacher
I'm off a 10, got me itchin' like a tweaker
Based God got me T'd up in the speakers
Brodie off the ice, got him seein' shadow creatures
This not LV, these Louboutin sneakers
No Face No Name Black $heep Gang 4LiFE
That means we family until we all die
Said she wanna FaceTime, but baby, I got Samsung
Spaceii got them bitches screamin', "Samson you so handsome"
Goin' ghost in the Phantom
Brodie pulled up with a Mega Man cannon
I ain't beefin with a random
Bitch, I'm in Japan, eatin' wagyu and salmon
Yearning 'til I'm yellow
'Cause the burn, my will, it narrow
I'm that little fellow
With a earn to fill the meadows
And the shadows near my feet
Always tryin', fear my wealth
It been a battle and a struggle
Whip and paddle through the jungle
I won't buckle without some trouble on my back
Lookin' at the stars, they double-blazin' in the sky
Lookin' real far, real hard, couple buddies at the side
Co- Co- Couple buddies at the side
R-R-R-R-Real ride, when I whip commando
Ammo, with the way I'm shootin' high like Soprano
Bravado, I'm the man like Macho
Too savage to manage the bullshit, that's the motto
Hot though
When I'm spittin' that flame
And I'm gunnin' down the game
Damn, that's a shame
Brand new frame on my name
Rammin', spent a half a hundred j's in my closet
And I bent it like some money that's inside my wallet
Channel lock it, pop it like a rocket
They wanna go, go, go
But that's all I know
Kn-Kn-Know
Who else about to go for the gold Cuz?
Ca-Cause
When I was a youngin', I went and tried my best
Thought I was nothin' but a scared little pest
Which was somethin' I quit
And stopped second guessin' myself
In the end, to me, it was a blessin'
GOLDiE
You hate on a nigga
I don't understand why you hate on me, nigga
(We don't understand) Show love nigga
It don't show nothin'
It don't cost nothin to show a nigga some love, nigga (All we doin' is gettin money)
Show a nigga some love, nigga (Wabble-di Dabble-di)
LiL GOLDiE - LiL REESE (feat. TWIN CHXRLI) Lyrics
LiL GOLDiE - LiL REESE (feat. TWIN CHXRLI) Lyrics
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GOLDiE
Black $heep Gang 4LiFE
Long Live Tha Kilo G
Y'already know what it is
You boys wanna say somethin' in the intro
(I like dick, I like)
Splashin in the pussy like I came out of the Bay
My shooters never missin', pull up like they Steph and Klay
(You ain't gettin paid?) Brodie I cannot relate
Workin' everyday, you'd think I laced the J with 'caine
I don't trust no one, blick in the peephole
I'm a young GOAT, well call me Lil D-Rose
You shootin' bricks like Ben Wallace at freethrow
Wrist pure white, I'm rockin' a kilo
They say time is money, and you ain't got either
Unc actin' like he Lil Reese with the heater
This bitch a Big Baby Davis type-eater
Back of the class, smokin' gas with the teacher
I'm off a 10, got me itchin' like a tweaker
Based God got me T'd up in the speakers
Brodie off the ice, got him seein' shadow creatures
This not LV, these Louboutin sneakers
No Face No Name Black $heep Gang 4LiFE
That means we family until we all die
Said she wanna FaceTime, but baby, I got Samsung
Spaceii got them bitches screamin', "Samson you so handsome"
Goin' ghost in the Phantom
Brodie pulled up with a Mega Man cannon
I ain't beefin with a random
Bitch, I'm in Japan, eatin' wagyu and salmon
Yearning 'til I'm yellow
'Cause the burn, my will, it narrow
I'm that little fellow
With a earn to fill the meadows
And the shadows near my feet
Always tryin', fear my wealth
It been a battle and a struggle
Whip and paddle through the jungle
I won't buckle without some trouble on my back
Lookin' at the stars, they double-blazin' in the sky
Lookin' real far, real hard, couple buddies at the side
Co- Co- Couple buddies at the side
R-R-R-R-Real ride, when I whip commando
Ammo, with the way I'm shootin' high like Soprano
Bravado, I'm the man like Macho
Too savage to manage the bullshit, that's the motto
Hot though
When I'm spittin' that flame
And I'm gunnin' down the game
Damn, that's a shame
Brand new frame on my name
Rammin', spent a half a hundred j's in my closet
And I bent it like some money that's inside my wallet
Channel lock it, pop it like a rocket
They wanna go, go, go
But that's all I know
Kn-Kn-Know
Who else about to go for the gold Cuz?
Ca-Cause
When I was a youngin', I went and tried my best
Thought I was nothin' but a scared little pest
Which was somethin' I quit
And stopped second guessin' myself
In the end, to me, it was a blessin'
GOLDiE
You hate on a nigga
I don't understand why you hate on me, nigga
(We don't understand) Show love nigga
It don't show nothin'
It don't cost nothin to show a nigga some love, nigga (All we doin' is gettin money)
Show a nigga some love, nigga (Wabble-di Dabble-di)
Black $heep Gang 4LiFE
Long Live Tha Kilo G
Y'already know what it is
You boys wanna say somethin' in the intro
(I like dick, I like)
Splashin in the pussy like I came out of the Bay
My shooters never missin', pull up like they Steph and Klay
(You ain't gettin paid?) Brodie I cannot relate
Workin' everyday, you'd think I laced the J with 'caine
I don't trust no one, blick in the peephole
I'm a young GOAT, well call me Lil D-Rose
You shootin' bricks like Ben Wallace at freethrow
Wrist pure white, I'm rockin' a kilo
They say time is money, and you ain't got either
Unc actin' like he Lil Reese with the heater
This bitch a Big Baby Davis type-eater
Back of the class, smokin' gas with the teacher
I'm off a 10, got me itchin' like a tweaker
Based God got me T'd up in the speakers
Brodie off the ice, got him seein' shadow creatures
This not LV, these Louboutin sneakers
No Face No Name Black $heep Gang 4LiFE
That means we family until we all die
Said she wanna FaceTime, but baby, I got Samsung
Spaceii got them bitches screamin', "Samson you so handsome"
Goin' ghost in the Phantom
Brodie pulled up with a Mega Man cannon
I ain't beefin with a random
Bitch, I'm in Japan, eatin' wagyu and salmon
Yearning 'til I'm yellow
'Cause the burn, my will, it narrow
I'm that little fellow
With a earn to fill the meadows
And the shadows near my feet
Always tryin', fear my wealth
It been a battle and a struggle
Whip and paddle through the jungle
I won't buckle without some trouble on my back
Lookin' at the stars, they double-blazin' in the sky
Lookin' real far, real hard, couple buddies at the side
Co- Co- Couple buddies at the side
R-R-R-R-Real ride, when I whip commando
Ammo, with the way I'm shootin' high like Soprano
Bravado, I'm the man like Macho
Too savage to manage the bullshit, that's the motto
Hot though
When I'm spittin' that flame
And I'm gunnin' down the game
Damn, that's a shame
Brand new frame on my name
Rammin', spent a half a hundred j's in my closet
And I bent it like some money that's inside my wallet
Channel lock it, pop it like a rocket
They wanna go, go, go
But that's all I know
Kn-Kn-Know
Who else about to go for the gold Cuz?
Ca-Cause
When I was a youngin', I went and tried my best
Thought I was nothin' but a scared little pest
Which was somethin' I quit
And stopped second guessin' myself
In the end, to me, it was a blessin'
GOLDiE
You hate on a nigga
I don't understand why you hate on me, nigga
(We don't understand) Show love nigga
It don't show nothin'
It don't cost nothin to show a nigga some love, nigga (All we doin' is gettin money)
Show a nigga some love, nigga (Wabble-di Dabble-di)
Writer: kristoffer gortney, kyle hess
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid