[Intro]
(Yarri)
Golden, n***a
Uh
I just pulled up on that big shit, n***a
Know what I'm sayin'?
Icy as fuck
Big stick on me, you know what I mean?
N***a, pretty lil' bitch

[Verse 1]
Uh, bust down these P's, n***a, bust down this ice
I told them, "You keep spendin', I'ma take down this price"
Old cheddar cheese eatin'-ass n***a hang with mice
N***a got a couple n***as up the road doing life
N***a, I took off with this rap so I can stay off them crackers' radar
And my lil' shooter shootin' threes like Reggie Miller on the Pacers
I just razor cut the dope with my nail, fuck a razor
N***a, if we was in the nineties, Golden'd have ten pagers
N***a, I met the plug sniffin' sand at the taco stand
Told papi, "N***a, I got them bands, you just bring 'еm in"
Told cuh, "N***a, park the coupe, just pull up in the van"
Told cuh, "Fill thеm bitches up, grab what you can"
Dope boy, I can teach you n***as 'bout this street shit
Golden really read n***as, n***a, I really peep shit
Golden, why the fuck your eyes red? 'Cause I don't sleep, jit
My lil' n***as'll slime a n***a out, they on that creep shit
N***a, I got two hundred and fifty cash in that duffle bag
N***a, you be fuckin' on her slow, I'ma fuck her fast
N***a, you be playin' in that pussy, I'm hittin' it from the back
N***a, you tryna cuddle with that bitch, I'm ready to send her back
Shades on, chillin' in the trap, I'm with the dope users
Unc' say he chillin' up on Pluto, he don't know Future
N***a, you keep flaggin' 'round this bitch, them jits gon' shoot you
Yeah, n***a eatin' off them P's, but dope gon' boost you
Every ounce leave this fuckin' trap bein' calculated
Cuh, you keep fuckin' up the dope, I'm gettin' agitated
Told lil' bruh, "Take this to my cracker, he in a black Mercedes"
N***a, I be doin' this shit for real, I ain't fabricating
N***a, you can get a whole chicken, this like Boston Market
If we catch that n***a out at Target, we gon' hit the target
Labels say they got two fifty for me, well, we got a bargain
If it's five hundred on that bitch, well, let's get it started
[Interlude]
Bitch
N***a
CountUp

[Verse 2]
I'm worth a quarter in the streets, so I need a million dollars
I'll bust this shit down and sell thirty for the lotto
I done stepped on like twenty n***as necks in these Pradas
It's a foreign baby in this bitch, n***a, and I'm the father
Uh, how the fuck you got all of that ice in your chain, n***a?
It's blood on this shit, on my mama, I lost my main n***a
Golden finna have real M's, but I'm the same n***a
'Member n***as talked down on me, but now they lame n***as

[Outro]
Bitch
N***a
Golden