Tyga - Word On Street lyrics

[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 east, Jebediah I'm the great Alexander Empire Bubba Gump, put shrimp on yo diner Rocky Balboa, heart of a lion Tyga, not to be f**ed with, tyrant 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 a 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 Stephen 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 [Hook] 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 Soul Doctor, this ain't no Broadwayin' Tom foolery, yall n***as horse playin Most hated cause 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 highjackin' 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 Play fair, I don't wealthfare, f** fair When I'm near smell wealth in the air Oh yeah? 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 [Hook]