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Fool's Gold Video (MV)




Performed By: Tino
Length: 2:50
Written by: Akash Kharsikar, Ankur Sinha, Khaleel Bateman




Tino - Fool's Gold Lyrics
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Walk on that line
Right front that Left
Right Before I Left
Can't front that
You gon' throw it back like I hit it in the field
Ran home on your feelings, can't front that
Walk on that line
Right front that Left
Right Before I Left
Can't front that
You gon' throw it back like I hit it in the field
Ran home on your feelings, can't front that
Kids come out to play
At the darkest time of the day
You can play me if you want
But I saw this on the way
And I'm foolish for my gold
Run this till I'm f*cking old
Count it up on ripped up sheets
Man this Civic's getting old
Walk on that line
Right front that Left
Right Before I Left
Can't front that
You gon' throw it back like I hit it in the field
Ran home on your feelings, can't front that
Walk on that line
Right front that Left
Right Before I Left
Can't front that
You gon' throw it back like I hit it in the field
Ran home on your feelings, can't front that
Kids come out to play
At the darkest time of the day
You can play me if you want
But I saw this on the way
And I'm foolish for my gold
Run this till I'm f*cking old
Count it up on ripped up sheets
Man this Civic's getting old
That kitty had me out too early like I'm Brandon Roy
I'm a handsome boy
From the west, she east
And she look like Koi
Got her body on fleek, drinking all that soy
Gold teeth shining, babe I wish
But I can't make ends get along with shit
Struggle with you and let the gunshots ring
Before I get this chance
All this time I waste
Would I ruin all the Fenty with your face down
No, I never really f*ck with the fake clowns
Girl, you look like you put on a couple of pounds
All good if you let out my favorite sound
Molly got you all tweaking
What we finna do for the weekend
Freezing out all your friends cause you're craving
Reed and back to the house like Raven
Walk on that line
Right front that Left
Right Before I Left
Can't front that
You gon' throw it back like I hit it in the field
Ran home on your feelings, can't front that
Walk on that line
Right front that Left
Right Before I Left
Can't front that
You gon' throw it back like I hit it in the field
Ran home on your feelings, can't front that
Walk on that line
Right front that Left
Right Before I Left
Can't front that
You gon' throw it back like I hit it in the field
Ran home on your feelings, can't front that
Walk on that line
Right front that Left
Right Before I Left
Can't front that
You gon' throw it back like I hit it in the field
Ran home on your feelings, can't front that
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Walk on that line
Right front that Left
Right Before I Left
Can't front that
You gon' throw it back like I hit it in the field
Ran home on your feelings, can't front that
Walk on that line
Right front that Left
Right Before I Left
Can't front that
You gon' throw it back like I hit it in the field
Ran home on your feelings, can't front that
Kids come out to play
At the darkest time of the day
You can play me if you want
But I saw this on the way
And I'm foolish for my gold
Run this till I'm f*cking old
Count it up on ripped up sheets
Man this Civic's getting old
Walk on that line
Right front that Left
Right Before I Left
Can't front that
You gon' throw it back like I hit it in the field
Ran home on your feelings, can't front that
Walk on that line
Right front that Left
Right Before I Left
Can't front that
You gon' throw it back like I hit it in the field
Ran home on your feelings, can't front that
Kids come out to play
At the darkest time of the day
You can play me if you want
But I saw this on the way
And I'm foolish for my gold
Run this till I'm f*cking old
Count it up on ripped up sheets
Man this Civic's getting old
That kitty had me out too early like I'm Brandon Roy
I'm a handsome boy
From the west, she east
And she look like Koi
Got her body on fleek, drinking all that soy
Gold teeth shining, babe I wish
But I can't make ends get along with shit
Struggle with you and let the gunshots ring
Before I get this chance
All this time I waste
Would I ruin all the Fenty with your face down
No, I never really f*ck with the fake clowns
Girl, you look like you put on a couple of pounds
All good if you let out my favorite sound
Molly got you all tweaking
What we finna do for the weekend
Freezing out all your friends cause you're craving
Reed and back to the house like Raven
Walk on that line
Right front that Left
Right Before I Left
Can't front that
You gon' throw it back like I hit it in the field
Ran home on your feelings, can't front that
Walk on that line
Right front that Left
Right Before I Left
Can't front that
You gon' throw it back like I hit it in the field
Ran home on your feelings, can't front that
Walk on that line
Right front that Left
Right Before I Left
Can't front that
You gon' throw it back like I hit it in the field
Ran home on your feelings, can't front that
Walk on that line
Right front that Left
Right Before I Left
Can't front that
You gon' throw it back like I hit it in the field
Ran home on your feelings, can't front that
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Writer: Akash Kharsikar, Ankur Sinha, Khaleel Bateman
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