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GOLD (feat. DVMA)
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Reynaldo Rivera
Reynaldo Rivera
Songwriter
Anelia Lomsky
Anelia Lomsky
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
YABØII
YABØII
Producer

Lyrics

Shelly can I have a cookie? Hey where are all the cookies? Well I guess you found my secret hiding place What are you saving for? Nothing in particular, just putting it away for a rainy day Why you ain't all on me? You ain't gotta follow me Keep it straight G Yeah they wanna swallow my seed Better off following my lead I'll be outside where yo bitch can see Put the drip on the screen Money all on me, it's the Cream VVS since DVMA was a little miss Scheming on the Cream, like we needed milk Skip the syllabus Went right for the scrilla quick In the nick of time Nick & dime til I manifest It's another day another dollar Put a bitch in her feelings They don't want these problems Turn you to memorabilia You be six feet sleeping I ain't еven touch a shovel I don't battle innеr demons I got real life devils Working on my aim since the fifth grade Basically I been great I'm going home for like 10 days Catch me at the cuchifritos with mi gente Keep it authentic yeah Gotta plug in every exit yeah Think you mad at me cause I live this life But you really just hating on yourself I don't know why, I don't know why Lit Lit Lit Lit Littyyy Bros Money on my mind I be focused on a goal Gimme green light & Watch how fast I go Gold in my mouth, gold on my wrists Gold on my neck, gold that, gold this Gold everything from my jewels to fits Gold gold gold bitch gold on my kicks Got these gold teeth, gold fronts Tongue in cheek, gold gums Golden son, I'm the Golden one Got a lil gold bitch a lil summin Flacko eating, Khaled in my tummy Tryna get buried with gold like a mummy Draped in gold and all these v necks Everytime you see me, bitch you see flex Littyyy Bros bitch, yes we The Best Green & Gold in all of these checks We mix the green with a lil bit of gold I be feeling blue baby, I be getting yellow Karats raise my hares like the notes from a cello Pass me the ball I take a shot like I'm Melo I said I always take the shot bitch like its Jell-O I be getting baked baby I be kneading dough The money is my deer, baby I love the doe I be on the move baby I be on the go I be making moves running through all these goals Bar tenders drinking in all of they dope Like they gonna feed they seeds off of quotes I talk in voices, don't rely on hope Only count the letters in my bills and my notes Lit Lit Lit Lit Littyyy Bros Why you ain't all on me? You ain't gotta follow me Keep it straight G Yeah they wanna swallow my seed Better off following my lead I'll be outside where yo bitch can see Put the drip on the screen Money all on me, it's the Cream
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