Golden Child
Ayy, got on cologne so the only thing stank is the pack
Why you keep giving yo opinion? No one asked for that
Ain't punching in on these verses, I'm going back to back
Hope life never gets to the point where I start smoking blacks
But I ain't mild, the shit that I'm dropping stay hot
You smoking Reggie and it got some spice, man, your heart gon' stop
Ain't throwing yerks back, gon' leave you twitching like the pop and lock
Throw me in a cell, I'll make a shank or put a lock in a sock
Ayy, we just friends, sorry bout it, but you ain't my bae
Me and bro locked in curry and clay like we in Golden State
The golden child, I'm tryna cop a crib with a golden gate
Only fuck with rap, but I'll rock out like Green Day
I see some cheese turn to a packer like in Green Bay
Green light, always on go like the freeway
High as fuck and now I got the munchies eating cheesecake
Fuck all of that back and forth shit he say, she say
Got back in court so I had to take the T-break
Stacking up a highlight reel, watch my replays
Me and my dawgs, we in this race together like a relay
And I'ma keep it P, keep it 100, fuck what he think
Aight, they voting for me, let's have a debate
The money get me all up in my feelings, I'm in love with pape
Shawn keep me spazzing on these beats, I just love the bass
Play my shit at the house party, do the kid and play
Still a kid but I ain't come in to play no games
Dawg turned to snake, I had to crop his bitch ass out the frame
I ain't fucking with the bullshit, I don't hang with lames
Leave a trail blazing right behind me just like I'm Dame
Damn, I'ma leave him crossed, AI
Had them hoop dreams back in the past, nah I can't lie
Suited up, came in this bitch to win, nah I can't tie
Ain't pouring lines up inside of my Sprite, this straight lemon lime
I was in a dark mental place where the sun ain't shine
But I can't go out that sad, better luck next time
Why they talk shit bout my songs when they can't rhyme
The day you drop one good song, the day pigs can fly
Shit, oh my fucking God
Ayy, why they talk shit bout my songs when they can't rhyme
The day you drop one good song, the day pigs can fly
Ayy, got on cologne so the only thing stinks, the pack
Why you keep giving your opinion? No one asked for that
Ain't punching in on these verses, I'm going back to back
Hope life never gets to the point where I start smoking blacks
But I ain't mild, the shit that I'm dropping stay hot
You smoking Reggie and I got some spice, man your heart gon' stop
Ain't throwing yerks back, gon' leave you twitching like the pop and lock
Throw me in a cell, I'll make a shank or put a lock in a sock
Why you keep giving yo opinion? No one asked for that
Ain't punching in on these verses, I'm going back to back
Hope life never gets to the point where I start smoking blacks
But I ain't mild, the shit that I'm dropping stay hot
You smoking Reggie and it got some spice, man, your heart gon' stop
Ain't throwing yerks back, gon' leave you twitching like the pop and lock
Throw me in a cell, I'll make a shank or put a lock in a sock
Ayy, we just friends, sorry bout it, but you ain't my bae
Me and bro locked in curry and clay like we in Golden State
The golden child, I'm tryna cop a crib with a golden gate
Only fuck with rap, but I'll rock out like Green Day
I see some cheese turn to a packer like in Green Bay
Green light, always on go like the freeway
High as fuck and now I got the munchies eating cheesecake
Fuck all of that back and forth shit he say, she say
Got back in court so I had to take the T-break
Stacking up a highlight reel, watch my replays
Me and my dawgs, we in this race together like a relay
And I'ma keep it P, keep it 100, fuck what he think
Aight, they voting for me, let's have a debate
The money get me all up in my feelings, I'm in love with pape
Shawn keep me spazzing on these beats, I just love the bass
Play my shit at the house party, do the kid and play
Still a kid but I ain't come in to play no games
Dawg turned to snake, I had to crop his bitch ass out the frame
I ain't fucking with the bullshit, I don't hang with lames
Leave a trail blazing right behind me just like I'm Dame
Damn, I'ma leave him crossed, AI
Had them hoop dreams back in the past, nah I can't lie
Suited up, came in this bitch to win, nah I can't tie
Ain't pouring lines up inside of my Sprite, this straight lemon lime
I was in a dark mental place where the sun ain't shine
But I can't go out that sad, better luck next time
Why they talk shit bout my songs when they can't rhyme
The day you drop one good song, the day pigs can fly
Shit, oh my fucking God
Ayy, why they talk shit bout my songs when they can't rhyme
The day you drop one good song, the day pigs can fly
Ayy, got on cologne so the only thing stinks, the pack
Why you keep giving your opinion? No one asked for that
Ain't punching in on these verses, I'm going back to back
Hope life never gets to the point where I start smoking blacks
But I ain't mild, the shit that I'm dropping stay hot
You smoking Reggie and I got some spice, man your heart gon' stop
Ain't throwing yerks back, gon' leave you twitching like the pop and lock
Throw me in a cell, I'll make a shank or put a lock in a sock
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Writer(s): Drayce Ayers
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