Ooohh.....

Yea
Gold (gold)
Alter Ego
Ha ha yea
I'm like I'm like oooohhh
This that new groove
I'm addicted to da bag so I need a few (yea)

I'm cutting loose
Mike Jack with the moves
I'm the truth boy this ain't what ya used too (naw)

Introduction I on need it (naw)
Game hungry I'm a feed them
Hit her with these long bars
Turn her out she a eater (ahh)
Non-believers now they see it
I ain't really gotta preach it
Now I'm flexing in this bih
Track hawk call her Rita (ayyy)

Ain't no bragging bruh
Hatas know who the truth is (yea)
These other rappers all bark and they toothless
I swear these hatas capping man cause they bootleg (fake ass)
New muscle in this bih
This that new flex (flex, flex, flex)

This that brand new looking at a man who
Here to change the game dude
Said she want a new boo (new boo)
Gold came thew show her what that thang do
I'm a keep it real homie I'm a Zoe I can't lose (sak pase)

Serving heat got the bars
I be shooting for the stars
Crash landing on the moon
Cash hand it to the groom
Married to the game I be spitting flames
95 Switching lanes
In that bitch with no brains like
Ooooohhh (ooohhh)

This that new groove
I'm addicted to the bag so I need a few (yea)
I'm cutting loose (looooooossee)
Mike Jack with the moves
I'm the truth boy this ain't what ya used too ok look

Hold up hold up wait a minute (wait a minute)
He just hating cause he finished
Sick bars when I'm spitting punch lines and they hitting
(And they hitting)
First time on the drum line
Girl I'm bout to get to sticking (bang bang)
Cause these strokes only come with one wish
Gold be tripping (haha)

It's a problem when I come through her man looking dumb too
Tried to dap me up so I hit him with the one two (pah pah)
One two (pah pah) goofy (goofy ass dude)
Hit him with the one two yea

Only rock with real ones
All these hatas they my sons (sons)
On that gas no road boy I'm bout to pave one (yea)
Keep it with me cause I'm balling
At the top got them stalling (calling)
Now they acting like they family
Can't believe they still calling (tuh)
I'm the truth I'm the truth yea you heard that (heard that)
Made a fake hata gone and take his word back (ha ha)
Had to make a dope boy bring the bird back
Hit and speed off make her want to swerve back yea (yea)

No question to ask I'm getting loose
In the booth switching lanes girl I can't take you (take you)
Cause your friend trying to spin
What I do? take two (ha ha)
Yea ay
Geno Gold take two
Like

Ooooohhh (ooohhh)
This that new groove
I'm addicted to da bag so I need a few (yea)
I'm cutting loose (loose)
Mike Jack with the moves
I'm the truth boy this ain't what your used too (naw)



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Writer(s): Gary Eugene
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