[Intro: GoldenBoy CountUp]
(Yarri)
(Zkup)
Uh, uh
[Verse 1: GoldenBoy CountUp]
Rental car with a bad bitch, bustin' down this brick
Cuh, we gon' do the Hokey Pokey when that sack hit
On my mama, dog made a million off that black bitch
Steppin' on his neck with these Guccis out of Saks Fifth
[Verse 2: BFB Da Packman]
Main course in Tampa, Florida, order salmon with the collard
She Instagram famous from suckin' dick for lines of powder
Tax a nigga, say it's Runtz, on the low, it's really Sour
Million-dollar babies, bitch, you better gargle 'fore you swallow
[Verse 3: GoldenBoy CountUp]
Cuh served a nigga fifty P's, but it's rabbit food
Cappin'-ass nigga, get out the streets, should've sat in school
Doctor-shoppin' shorty, servin' D's and I'm sellin' blues
Told him it was 'za, but I served jit Gorilla Glue
[Verse 4: BFB Da Packman]
Woah, woah, woah, woah, Golden, you know you wrong for that
Lil' boy, get off my dick, I got hoes for that
I don't tuck my blick in my pants, I got rolls for that
Nigga ran off with my favorite baby mama, went and stole her back
Drive me to the nearest projects, I need some wicks
Fucked around and let a stripper ride my face, I need some Vicks
Fat fresh nigga, lift my belly, suck my dick
Listen, baby, I ain't no trick, you fuck me good, I pay your rent
(Yarri)
(Zkup)
Uh, uh
[Verse 1: GoldenBoy CountUp]
Rental car with a bad bitch, bustin' down this brick
Cuh, we gon' do the Hokey Pokey when that sack hit
On my mama, dog made a million off that black bitch
Steppin' on his neck with these Guccis out of Saks Fifth
[Verse 2: BFB Da Packman]
Main course in Tampa, Florida, order salmon with the collard
She Instagram famous from suckin' dick for lines of powder
Tax a nigga, say it's Runtz, on the low, it's really Sour
Million-dollar babies, bitch, you better gargle 'fore you swallow
[Verse 3: GoldenBoy CountUp]
Cuh served a nigga fifty P's, but it's rabbit food
Cappin'-ass nigga, get out the streets, should've sat in school
Doctor-shoppin' shorty, servin' D's and I'm sellin' blues
Told him it was 'za, but I served jit Gorilla Glue
[Verse 4: BFB Da Packman]
Woah, woah, woah, woah, Golden, you know you wrong for that
Lil' boy, get off my dick, I got hoes for that
I don't tuck my blick in my pants, I got rolls for that
Nigga ran off with my favorite baby mama, went and stole her back
Drive me to the nearest projects, I need some wicks
Fucked around and let a stripper ride my face, I need some Vicks
Fat fresh nigga, lift my belly, suck my dick
Listen, baby, I ain't no trick, you fuck me good, I pay your rent
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