Golden Chains

Yea
Sip it, sip it, full bottle nigga
Whip it, whip it, full throttle nigga
I just wanna get up and fly away
Man honestly I could die today
Grip it, grip it, that Georgia peach
Trippin, tripppin, I slurred my speech
I wanna get up and fly away
Man honestly I could die today
I'm praying that someone feel me
No
I'm praying the lord will heal me

But why should he? I ain't been to a church in years
But why should he? He too focused on all my peers
So when I die fuck it I wanna go to hell
Cuz I'm a piece of shit, it ain't hard to fucking tell
It don't make sense going to heaven with the pearly gates
Dressed in white? I like hip-hop music and golden chains



Credits
Writer(s): Akai Gomez
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