Golden Child 2
I'm a young rich nigga, bitches think I hit the lotto
I'mma pour it in her mouth
But I'mma drink it from the bottle
Tryna get me on the OnlyFans, but I ain't even meet her
Got her callin' out to Jesus, but that bitch a non-believer
Woah
Wait, slow it down
Better keep ya hands inside your pocket
Reach for mine it's goin' down
I hadda pole since I was like a jit
But I ain't showin' out
Whack a mole, hammer on the stick
We get to blowin' now
Blow it down
Shorde like that wolf when she be goin' down
Quarter pound ah loud
I called another broad to buss it down
Angel numbers on the Glock, think I got a .22
Bruddas tryna find the drop, shit I'm tryna find it too
Put one in the head, boy don't be dumb
That's what I'm tryna do
Tryna shoot
Aimin' for the square, I hope I find the hoop
Got a couple minutes fore the feds pull up to find the loot
Bet not try to move
Cause if you run, I throw a alley-oop
Jumpin' in
Dive into these hoes
I gotta speedo in
Bouta speed again
Take away her pain
She call me heroin
I won't save a hoe
Cause I'm a villain
Ain't no heroes in
Guarantee that I won't miss the target when I'm zeroed in
Breathing in my airspace ah make me knock your lungs off
I can beat ya ass then fuck around and let the gun talk
Put a cap into ya knee and watch you do the gun walk
Hot as hell, puffin' on the clouds
I bring the sun out
Bring them guns out
Niggas get to blazin' when the sun down
I might walk up on you with ya shorde clutchin' on the pole
Spend a day with me and they gon never plan on goin' home
Ion watch the news, nigga, what the fuck been goin' on!?
I'm a young rich nigga, bitches think I hit the lotto
I'mma pour it in her mouth
But I'mma drink it from the bottle
Tryna get me on the OnlyFans, but I ain't even meet her
Got her callin' out to Jesus, but that bitch a non-believer
Woah
Wait, slow it down
Better keep ya hands inside your pocket
Reach for mine it's goin' down
I hadda pole since I was like a jit
But I ain't showin' out
Whack a mole, hammer on the stick
We get to blowin' now
Blow it down
Shorde like that wolf when she be goin' down
Quarter pound ah loud
I called another broad to buss it down
Angel numbers on the Glock, think I got a .22
Bruddas tryna find the drop, shit, I'm tryna find it too
I'mma pour it in her mouth
But I'mma drink it from the bottle
Tryna get me on the OnlyFans, but I ain't even meet her
Got her callin' out to Jesus, but that bitch a non-believer
Woah
Wait, slow it down
Better keep ya hands inside your pocket
Reach for mine it's goin' down
I hadda pole since I was like a jit
But I ain't showin' out
Whack a mole, hammer on the stick
We get to blowin' now
Blow it down
Shorde like that wolf when she be goin' down
Quarter pound ah loud
I called another broad to buss it down
Angel numbers on the Glock, think I got a .22
Bruddas tryna find the drop, shit I'm tryna find it too
Put one in the head, boy don't be dumb
That's what I'm tryna do
Tryna shoot
Aimin' for the square, I hope I find the hoop
Got a couple minutes fore the feds pull up to find the loot
Bet not try to move
Cause if you run, I throw a alley-oop
Jumpin' in
Dive into these hoes
I gotta speedo in
Bouta speed again
Take away her pain
She call me heroin
I won't save a hoe
Cause I'm a villain
Ain't no heroes in
Guarantee that I won't miss the target when I'm zeroed in
Breathing in my airspace ah make me knock your lungs off
I can beat ya ass then fuck around and let the gun talk
Put a cap into ya knee and watch you do the gun walk
Hot as hell, puffin' on the clouds
I bring the sun out
Bring them guns out
Niggas get to blazin' when the sun down
I might walk up on you with ya shorde clutchin' on the pole
Spend a day with me and they gon never plan on goin' home
Ion watch the news, nigga, what the fuck been goin' on!?
I'm a young rich nigga, bitches think I hit the lotto
I'mma pour it in her mouth
But I'mma drink it from the bottle
Tryna get me on the OnlyFans, but I ain't even meet her
Got her callin' out to Jesus, but that bitch a non-believer
Woah
Wait, slow it down
Better keep ya hands inside your pocket
Reach for mine it's goin' down
I hadda pole since I was like a jit
But I ain't showin' out
Whack a mole, hammer on the stick
We get to blowin' now
Blow it down
Shorde like that wolf when she be goin' down
Quarter pound ah loud
I called another broad to buss it down
Angel numbers on the Glock, think I got a .22
Bruddas tryna find the drop, shit, I'm tryna find it too
Credits
Writer(s): Draco Wave
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