Solid Gold G Perico
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[Intro]
(420T)
[Chorus]
Me and my compadres do it grande
Cashing out, swerving off the lot sideways
Me and my amigos just passed on some kilos
Solid gold, one million all in C-notes
Me and my compadres do it grande
Cashing out, swerving off the lot sideways
Me and my amigos just passed on some kilos
Solid gold, one million all in C-notes
[Verse 1]
Yeah, uh, we going on a trip
We running in this bitch and we coming out rich
We get paid on the regular
You can't tell me shit, I'm one hundred steps ahead of you
Swerving off the lot just to park across the line
Rolling up my sleeves so you could see what's on my arm
Niggas hanging in the hood, ayy, where the fuck y'all from?
I ain't ask who you know, nigga, where the fuck you from?
I drive through the intersection slow
Tryna knock a ho, putting on a show
Nigga it's too late to come and get with us
Boy, you was halfway in, why you say we switching up?
I'll never turn my back if you ain't got it coming
Rule number one, you pull your gat, know you gotta bust it
Bum niggas wanna diss, and then they get deleted
So don't be saying shit if you don't mean it
(420T)
[Chorus]
Me and my compadres do it grande
Cashing out, swerving off the lot sideways
Me and my amigos just passed on some kilos
Solid gold, one million all in C-notes
Me and my compadres do it grande
Cashing out, swerving off the lot sideways
Me and my amigos just passed on some kilos
Solid gold, one million all in C-notes
[Verse 1]
Yeah, uh, we going on a trip
We running in this bitch and we coming out rich
We get paid on the regular
You can't tell me shit, I'm one hundred steps ahead of you
Swerving off the lot just to park across the line
Rolling up my sleeves so you could see what's on my arm
Niggas hanging in the hood, ayy, where the fuck y'all from?
I ain't ask who you know, nigga, where the fuck you from?
I drive through the intersection slow
Tryna knock a ho, putting on a show
Nigga it's too late to come and get with us
Boy, you was halfway in, why you say we switching up?
I'll never turn my back if you ain't got it coming
Rule number one, you pull your gat, know you gotta bust it
Bum niggas wanna diss, and then they get deleted
So don't be saying shit if you don't mean it
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