Gold Coin

I got the gold coin with the Midas touch
All you young niggas ain't shit to me
Really pop you niggas then glock you
Niggas for these young niggas who try dissin' me
Got 4 ends in the benzo gonna stack it up for the feds though
Keep watching all my moves and you
Gon' see what a nigga had been through
Got a lotta shit to say about a young nigga who trying shit
Have a go at it when you see me but just know I'm popping shit
Gonna raise my blick and shoot a nigga
Run it up imma kill a nigga
Pointer finger on the fucking trigger
This a murder scene and I swear i killed him
Gonna pack it up and go fucking drill him
Run it up ima get these niggas
Smoke them niggas like blunts
Have these niggas looking all slumped
YBA Kash nigga who that?
Smoke that nigga just like a pack
Got that autotune looking wack
T Pain want his shit right back
You can't fuck with a nigga as hot as me
All my niggas do murders and robberies
Have your bitch riding all up on top of me
Sloppy toppy your bitch tryna slob on me
Said she that love me that bitch wanna life with me
But I can't so that bitch gotta ride with me
84 on a bitch yea we sliding in
38 with a clip got it packing shit
20 bullets on top of extended clips
2 shots I hit his body then run it back and we dipping, shit
Whole lotta blood dripping shit
Got things in it ya ain't see it yet
Just wait for the disrespect
Matter fact nigga here's a check
Maybe get some drip with yo dirty ass
Wait
2 shots, dead man
Bullets fly, red man
Hit me up, Batman
Air it out, dead man
Niggas they swear I be running
Tekashi SixNine how they dump it
All of you niggas quit rapping
Cause H3LLB0YY is back, packing.



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Writer(s): Jalen Vargas
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