Trapgold I got twenty racks on my new jeans I got ten more in my blue jeans I walk in then I turn up Pimp tight liked I'm permed up I heard broke b**hes talkin' like they rollin' like us Man, these b**hes sound shermed up And these b**hes be mad at us Because these b**hes so down to f** Claim that sh** I can bang that sh** f** me, f** a ten, I'mma train that b**h I hope you ain't wife that b**h 'Cause I know a couple homies that'll pipe that b**h Lights out Put you in a night gown And your b**h chose me because you walk out with My a** sick and my drinks mixed Say I'm sick, I say no sh** Let a flow drip, Now its a slow sip And all my flows is slow piff Closed case, I'm k**in' sh** Heard your flow, not feeling sh** My brand right and I'm on one and these b**hes don't want none (These b**hes don't want none) (These b**hes don't want none) I shine right 'cause I grind, b**h hated on mine My heart's in it, I'm authentic, it's clear to see it's my time I shine right 'cause I grind, b**h hated on mine My heart's in it, I'm authentic, it's clear to see it's my time I shine right 'cause I grind, b**h hated on mine My heart's in it, I'm authentic, it's clear to see it's my time I shine right 'cause I grind, b**h hated on mine My heart's in it, I'm authentic, it's clear to see it's my time