[Intro]
Word on the street I got gold bricks
[Verse 1:]
Word on the street I got gold bricks
Put kinggold chains on yo b**h
Let'her cry for me, that’s hooty and a blowfish
She gon blow dick til she pop, how many licks?
Blow this popsicle, stand quick
Insane n***as, getting bent in a Bentley
Hothead trigger n***a, don’t tempt me
Make that a** shake like a Wendy’s frosty (frost bit)
In the middle week, Jebediah
I’m the great Alexander Empire
Bubble gum, put shrimp on yo dinner
Rocky Balboa, heart of a lion
Tyga, not to be f**ed with, tyrant
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On the highest level, top of mount Zion
She said she never f**ed me, but she’s lyin
Team so strong, could’ve been the Minnesota Viking, f** it!
Two tears n***a in a bucket
You don’t like me and b**h I love it
Livin life reckless, gold b**h stay nugget
Step on curry, got 30 in the luggage
f** that b**h, she’ll never get a lover
Timbuktu, reincarnated king Musa
Talkin bout medusa, these n***as just losers
You ain’t even do sh**, I’m the coach that’s coolest
T ruler, sharp shooter, red ruga, not human
Lex Luthor, super mutant, still bruising
Steel chrome, still ruthless, translucent
Probably the best to do this
Ho I ain’t gotta prove sh**
The proof’s in the bank b**h
Do this sh** for my kids’ kids
In the papadoce, you don’t even know what that is n***a
Word on the street I got gold bricks
Word on the street I got gold bricks
[Verse 2:]
Heath Ledger, pill poppin, no jokin
Stanley Kubrick, eyes wide die opened
So doctor, this ain’t Broadwayin
Tom foolery, yall n***as horse playin
Most hated cuz the crib most gated
Most cars, a lot of broads, the most dated
Your cars pa** through expiration
Second to none, no offense, none taken
Stick up, I’m hijakin em back
I’m the sh** bubblewrap, get rap to rap
Flow god, that is so hot
Step on yo back b**h
Now you hunchback and launch from the launchin pad
Lougin at the pack
T-Raw the best rapper in there and I’m flexin 600 grand on my lap
Instagram, take the pilot jet ready
That’s an instant plane
f** yall, n***as couch mane
Actin ashamed, don’t be a slave
Put yo check on the table
By the end of the days paid hey hey
Blake fair at the world fair, f** fair
When them near smell roast in the air
Oh yea? Who that n***a with the big a** gat?
That’s me with the big a** gat
It’s a sabertooth
Hater eat yo life in a big a** flash
No pork on my plate, n***a still goin ham
Word on the street I got gold bricks
Word on the street I got gold bricks
Word on the street I got gold bricks