[Hook]
It’s like golddust
You hear me coming through your speakers
You see me blagging up your airwaves
I know you can’t get enough of my sound
It’s like golddust
You hear me coming through your speakers
You see me blagging up your airwaves
I know you can’t get enough of my sound

[Verse 1]
I'm-I'm-I'm infiltrating your stereo
No carbon-copy, no karaoke
I'm on the rise, on the climb
That career dead or it's barely gone
My team right
Got a few blocks and corner stitched up
I'm still [?], we still go
(I know you can’t get enough of my sound)
In-in-in your headphones, on your laptop
Your iPad and your boombox
With this dope flow, over TrapGold
And it ain't hard to recognize who's hot
Find another as fine as this
I got 'еm standin' in line, I do a line of this
(Golddust, they hеar me coming through your s-)
Go-go-gold hoops and my gold chain
Gold medals, no second place
That silver shit just don’t fit
And that bronze shit, just ain’t my taste
Talking bad about you wouldn't make sense
'Cause you way up under my rank
Watch these gold bars in my verses
Turn into gold bars in my bank, bitch
[Hook]
It’s like golddust
You hear me coming through your speakers
You see me blagging up your airwaves
I know you can’t get enough of my sound
It’s like golddust
You hear me coming through your speakers
You see me blagging up your airwaves
I know you can’t get enough of my sound

[Verse 2]
I’m-I’m-I’m blasting on your system
Your new single, I missed it
I ride the beat like a disc-jockey
I’m winning the race like I fixed it
I'm the main course and the fixings
Bitch, listen!
(I know you can’t get enough of my sound)
Wa-wa-wait a minute, bitch!
Hold up, who yo' talking to?
I get several thousand dollars
Every time I’m walking through
And the fireworks, here they come too
The waitress bought a light show it's like
(Golddust, you hear me coming through your s-)
Speakers, I got geekers, and they comin' for a fix
When we show up in your city, know we sell out all the tick's, shit
My outfit, put a hurting on 'em
Blowin' kisses, am I flirtin' on 'em?
And your boyfriend look at a thirsty homie
This TrapGold, put a jersey on 'em
[Outro]
It’s like golddust
You hear me coming through your speakers
You see me blagging up your airwaves
I know you can’t get enough of my sound
It’s like golddust
You hear me coming through your speakers
You see me blagging up your airwaves
I know you can’t get enough of my sound