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bottom row all gold aye 
Got bitches by boat loads 
I get the shit all sold 
Never came back empty handed 
She love it when i get so demanding
Took his

didn't, uh
I done switched it up, dutch guts in a cup
I don't sell drugs but there's some bass in the trunk
I know enough to know when motherfuckers blowing

dumb 
You salty? Then watch ya sodium ya bum 
I never get caught in a rut 
Turn things into gold when it got my touch 
Got to keep it moving like

Spit like rocket launchers
Hit the store for a Dutch and an Arnold Palmer 
Bitch I ball like under armour 
Eyeball like oakly 
How much a quote be
You

I be Holy Ghost'n 
Gold on 
Call me chosen 
Still IFC 
Bring the hoes home 
Stay fly like big time 
Yo bitch chose when she seen mine 
I can't help it

girl know that she fucked up
I ain't doing no drugs
Roll 4, More more in a dutch
Pop a perc wit my nose wide
I drop the top on that off white
Fuck

don't need to be reminded
Close to my position even though I fell behind it
Family stick together so when separate we are bonded
Heart made of gold so I

a dutch
She trying to hang like my nuts
Make her speak tongues like in church
Where niggas crip like a crutch
And niggas red like a blood donor
There's

up (Stand stand stand stand up)
And now that watch on my wrist golden (solid gold)
Im the one feel like im chosen 
Bitch im Uno
You and yo people can

that she gave me hummers with
Catch me on a island puffin spinach
Gold crown on my head with them diamonds encrusted in it
And I aint never ever really

kissing two bi**** with a mouth full of gold
No I in squad but there is a U and S
Like the father of asahd, ya bi*** we the best
Whine over a bi*** I don't

ice and chains
Yo they change under the weather, it got a little cold, too iced out
You can hardly see the gold,
that's the way a nigga rock now, don't

My crew
My crew
My crew
My crew
Yo, yo, now now, now now

When I wake up before I gather up my pens
I shine up my fronts, I give a Dutch for all my

experience still others are wishing
You got to take a hold break away fight for gold everyday
Cause bitches on the ground be a day late and never paid
Who

ice in chi now the boy in AZ (with a god damn wristful)
Go Dutch on and O then we go hit (Bristol) 
Heard the boy stopped slanging then it musta been

blazed
And I gotta go hard cause that's how I was raised
I am a god in the making you know I believe in myself
Yeah I'm keeping the faith
Roll me a dutch

double up,
bear peeps jump around oldskool double Dutch,
more bubble in my cup give me little more vibes,
I wanna see the girl dem wyle out all night

Feels like I feel way too much sometimes
But it feels real I feel on the cusp sometimes
When the dust settles I fill up a dutch sometimes
And my mom

my lips stay dark due to the pile of weed
I roll up with the dutch and then I bury seeds
Like I buried you but that was months ago
I got a feeling

a muzzle 
I talk too much
She wants strings attached
Imma double-dutch
Man I hit like one time
Man i hit like one time
Charismatic with the sentences
Man

hey)
When the kids from around the way
Used to come out and play
And the double dutch bus
Had you bumpin' on down the street
Tryin' to move your feet

that's full of burn holes
Tryna flip it to an album that'll turn gold
And then eventually plat
Remember back in school they were never mentioning that

And straight fold
Ride off in the sunset baby girl
Imma stay  gold
Draft pick number 1 
On my soul
I'm what the game Chose 
They see that I'm up next
On my soul

got it wrong, that's for honest truth
Blood and sweat and fucking honour too
Living on the guard wearing number two
Split another dutch, bless another