Zuko
I cannot fuck
With you or you or you
Wear a cat in the bag
In the trunk, in the coupe
Got a gat in the back
Its a cat way room
You a cat, pretty cashier
She love how money moves
I cannot fuck
With you or you or you
Your shirt gets tucked
You a uniform school
We pull up wit a blunt
He pull up wit a tool
The label askin' questions
I'mma call 'em wit some clues
(What?)
G-O-L-D-E-N
Arch (ay)
Run it up
Now run again
March
I don't care about your friend
Nada
Bitch get out my way
You bitches obtaining prada
Yeah these basic bitches
Yeah these bunny bitches
In the water
I been signing checks
Man I feel just like an author
If we fuck around
I'll take your daughter to the sauna
Sharpening my blade
Cut a bitch, avocado
Shoot in in the sinks and I relay what I wrote
I'm a fuckin doctor how I'm all up in the throat
My neighbor used to play with cards like the Yu-Gi-Oh
Ten years later calling with the boss to the phone
I cannot fuck
With you or you or you
Wear a cat in the bag
In the trunk, in the coupe
Got a gat in the back
Its a cat way room
You a cat, pretty cashier
She love how money moves
I cannot fuck
With you or you or you
Your shirt gets tucked
You a uniform school
We pull up wit a blunt
He pull up wit a tool
The label askin' questions
I'mma call 'em wit some clues
With you or you or you
Wear a cat in the bag
In the trunk, in the coupe
Got a gat in the back
Its a cat way room
You a cat, pretty cashier
She love how money moves
I cannot fuck
With you or you or you
Your shirt gets tucked
You a uniform school
We pull up wit a blunt
He pull up wit a tool
The label askin' questions
I'mma call 'em wit some clues
(What?)
G-O-L-D-E-N
Arch (ay)
Run it up
Now run again
March
I don't care about your friend
Nada
Bitch get out my way
You bitches obtaining prada
Yeah these basic bitches
Yeah these bunny bitches
In the water
I been signing checks
Man I feel just like an author
If we fuck around
I'll take your daughter to the sauna
Sharpening my blade
Cut a bitch, avocado
Shoot in in the sinks and I relay what I wrote
I'm a fuckin doctor how I'm all up in the throat
My neighbor used to play with cards like the Yu-Gi-Oh
Ten years later calling with the boss to the phone
I cannot fuck
With you or you or you
Wear a cat in the bag
In the trunk, in the coupe
Got a gat in the back
Its a cat way room
You a cat, pretty cashier
She love how money moves
I cannot fuck
With you or you or you
Your shirt gets tucked
You a uniform school
We pull up wit a blunt
He pull up wit a tool
The label askin' questions
I'mma call 'em wit some clues
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Writer(s): Michael Myrthil
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