GOLD (feat. DVMA)

Shelly can I have a cookie?
Hey where are all the cookies?
Well I guess you found my secret hiding place
What are you saving for?
Nothing in particular, just putting it away for a rainy day

Why you ain't all on me?
You ain't gotta follow me
Keep it straight G
Yeah they wanna swallow my seed
Better off following my lead
I'll be outside where yo bitch can see
Put the drip on the screen
Money all on me, it's the Cream

VVS since DVMA was a little miss
Scheming on the Cream, like we needed milk
Skip the syllabus
Went right for the scrilla quick
In the nick of time
Nick & dime til I manifest
It's another day another dollar
Put a bitch in her feelings
They don't want these problems
Turn you to memorabilia
You be six feet sleeping
I ain't еven touch a shovel
I don't battle innеr demons
I got real life devils
Working on my aim since the fifth grade
Basically I been great
I'm going home for like 10 days
Catch me at the cuchifritos with mi gente
Keep it authentic yeah
Gotta plug in every exit yeah
Think you mad at me cause I live this life
But you really just hating on yourself
I don't know why, I don't know why

Lit Lit Lit Lit Littyyy Bros
Money on my mind
I be focused on a goal
Gimme green light
& Watch how fast I go
Gold in my mouth, gold on my wrists
Gold on my neck, gold that, gold this
Gold everything from my jewels to fits
Gold gold gold bitch gold on my kicks
Got these gold teeth, gold fronts
Tongue in cheek, gold gums
Golden son, I'm the Golden one
Got a lil gold bitch a lil summin
Flacko eating, Khaled in my tummy
Tryna get buried with gold like a mummy
Draped in gold and all these v necks
Everytime you see me, bitch you see flex
Littyyy Bros bitch, yes we The Best
Green & Gold in all of these checks
We mix the green with a lil bit of gold
I be feeling blue baby, I be getting yellow
Karats raise my hares like the notes from a cello
Pass me the ball I take a shot like I'm Melo
I said I always take the shot bitch like its Jell-O
I be getting baked baby I be kneading dough
The money is my deer, baby I love the doe
I be on the move baby I be on the go
I be making moves running through all these goals
Bar tenders drinking in all of they dope
Like they gonna feed they seeds off of quotes
I talk in voices, don't rely on hope
Only count the letters in my bills and my notes
Lit Lit Lit Lit Littyyy Bros

Why you ain't all on me?
You ain't gotta follow me
Keep it straight G
Yeah they wanna swallow my seed
Better off following my lead
I'll be outside where yo bitch can see
Put the drip on the screen
Money all on me, it's the Cream



Credits
Writer(s): Reynaldo Rivera
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