Gold Squad (feat. Brands.Shaw)
Step up on the scene yeh
They know we don't play
Throwing up the peace
Blowing heavy in haze
Fok dronk probly at the bar with your babe
Flipping sippin on that parow brandy all day ey
Diamonds on my neck
Diamonds ima need that
Riders on deck
Riders out the east rand
Find me in the kitchen
Flipping up another big bag
Roll a little something yeh
Die man he got a zigzag
She gone drop low
Pop the pussy hard
Tryna take her home
But I ain't got a car
Baby's you the baddest bitch party with a star
Later we can find a badder bitch and raise the bar
Shawty on me like she tryna learn jujitsu
Get them dripping
Wetter than a sweat suit
Party gone rock
Means the party don't stop
We party non stop
Thought I told you that I
Go that bloodclaat ting
That go blahhh
You don't wanna fuck around with the gold squad
We drop that hot hot
Yeah we go hard
Yo girl a thot thot
She know who we are
Go that bloodclaat ting
That go blahhh
You don't wanna fuck around with the gold squad
We drop that hot hot
Yeah we go hard
Yo girl a thot thot
She know who we are
Ey what you thought
Bitch I'm hot
Spill the sauce
Look at us
Bout to bust upon the scene
Fresh as fuck
Porn star
All start
Baby I'm a rockstar
Dope life dope living
Show love dope woman
Got them getting down stripping
Bbc she can feel it through the jeans
Now she's keen don't speak
Let me eat split the E
Drop an A no delay
Spot the G
With the tongue I make her weep
Pull it out and put it in
Squad so colossal
Eastrand muscle
You don't wanna tussle while I'm gripping on this bottle
Tequila by the hour
Psychedelic I'm an addict
Shrooms Lucy hella shanga
I don't fuck with the powder
When I pull up with the squadron
Who wanna run they mouth
Owl city dudes
We make that fire fly
Rona with the flu
Ill when I grip the mic
Showed up load up yeah
I'm never sober
Go that bloodclaat ting
That go blahhh
You don't wanna fuck around with the gold squad
We drop that hot hot
Yeah we go hard
Yo girl a thot thot
She know who we are
Go that bloodclaat ting
That go blahhh
You don't wanna fuck around with the gold squad
We drop that hot hot
Yeah we go hard
Yo girl a thot thot
She know who we are
Fuck it
They know we don't play
Throwing up the peace
Blowing heavy in haze
Fok dronk probly at the bar with your babe
Flipping sippin on that parow brandy all day ey
Diamonds on my neck
Diamonds ima need that
Riders on deck
Riders out the east rand
Find me in the kitchen
Flipping up another big bag
Roll a little something yeh
Die man he got a zigzag
She gone drop low
Pop the pussy hard
Tryna take her home
But I ain't got a car
Baby's you the baddest bitch party with a star
Later we can find a badder bitch and raise the bar
Shawty on me like she tryna learn jujitsu
Get them dripping
Wetter than a sweat suit
Party gone rock
Means the party don't stop
We party non stop
Thought I told you that I
Go that bloodclaat ting
That go blahhh
You don't wanna fuck around with the gold squad
We drop that hot hot
Yeah we go hard
Yo girl a thot thot
She know who we are
Go that bloodclaat ting
That go blahhh
You don't wanna fuck around with the gold squad
We drop that hot hot
Yeah we go hard
Yo girl a thot thot
She know who we are
Ey what you thought
Bitch I'm hot
Spill the sauce
Look at us
Bout to bust upon the scene
Fresh as fuck
Porn star
All start
Baby I'm a rockstar
Dope life dope living
Show love dope woman
Got them getting down stripping
Bbc she can feel it through the jeans
Now she's keen don't speak
Let me eat split the E
Drop an A no delay
Spot the G
With the tongue I make her weep
Pull it out and put it in
Squad so colossal
Eastrand muscle
You don't wanna tussle while I'm gripping on this bottle
Tequila by the hour
Psychedelic I'm an addict
Shrooms Lucy hella shanga
I don't fuck with the powder
When I pull up with the squadron
Who wanna run they mouth
Owl city dudes
We make that fire fly
Rona with the flu
Ill when I grip the mic
Showed up load up yeah
I'm never sober
Go that bloodclaat ting
That go blahhh
You don't wanna fuck around with the gold squad
We drop that hot hot
Yeah we go hard
Yo girl a thot thot
She know who we are
Go that bloodclaat ting
That go blahhh
You don't wanna fuck around with the gold squad
We drop that hot hot
Yeah we go hard
Yo girl a thot thot
She know who we are
Fuck it
Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Shaw
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