skinny Gold on my neck, I'm a goonda Got guns in the air like a junta Got white on the glass, it's a pooja I'm a sharp shoota Would you ever let a pretty thug come screw ya? Gold on my neck, I'm a goonda Got guns in the air like a junta Gold on my neck, I'm a goonda Got guns in the air like a junta Gold on my neck, I'm a goonda Got guns in the air like a junta Got white on the glass, it's a pooja I'm a sharp shoota Would you ever let a pretty thug come screw ya? Blonde bitch hit like Camorra (yeah) I made him so lithe and limber Got a few new rings on my fingers And I covered it up with Beringer Roll up my ganja when I take a sip Mallu trap babies with drippity drip Louis belt holdin' a clip (shit) The cut of my jib is a bitch, hit They tryna catch me in a Goonda Act I got the tiger back tat and a toddy flask I might roll through your gig with the doomsday mask Cold case, cuttin' corners Call me zodiac (oh, shit) Gotta get a good grip on the city Goonda gunna gonna make you trip for my city Gassed up when I finna rep for this city Tell me have you ever seen a thug so pretty? Gold on my neck, I'm a goonda Got guns in the air like a junta Gold on my neck, I'm a goonda Got guns in the air like a junta Gold on my neck, I'm a goonda Got guns in the air like a junta Got white on the glass, it's a pooja I'm a sharp shoota Would you ever let a pretty thug come screw ya? My sites in the east are moulded with gats Hands on the trigger, a soldier like that Be bolder than that, a few men at my flat Sweat on my back, don't fumble with all of my stacks Pleasure me better, you're strapped Move like a goonda with bats, a couple more times in the 'lac Look from the side when we pass, I take my pick from the pack Gimme the belt and the shoes Bitch I got nothing to lose Bitch I be banging with booze and amused I cruise with the crew, the views are my muse Cold sweats, blank checks, break necks, stay wrecked More sex, I want drug money Onto the next bad honey Look at me wrong you are so dummy Gold on my neck, I'm a goonda Got guns in the air like a junta Gold on my neck, I'm a goonda Got guns in the air like a junta Gold on my neck, I'm a goonda Got guns in the air like a junta Got white on the glass, it's a pooja I'm a sharp shoota Would you ever let a pretty thug come screw ya? Tamil threads hanging from my waist in my mama house with a maruti Body coated like a fucking snake a knife in my blouse when I roam the street Gimme some heat with the chain on your chest I make it clap like an Uzi, I'm pressed Kissin' my feet, I'm a killer connect Out of your league, so I come and collect Gold chain, cut lip, and you mad 'cause I'm fit I'm the baddest brown bitch, might call for a hit Don't start talking shit, with the crew in the whip In the spot throwing shade, don't step to my blade Goonda savage with the fade Stay afraid while I play with the yay for a raid Pushing weight, no delay Never stray from the path or the way You betray me, it's the end of your days bitch Bitch I'm bad, I'm brown, I'm gold Bitch I'm bad, I'm brown, I'm gold Bitch I'm bad, I'm brown, I'm gold Bitch I'm bad, I'm brown, I'm gold Bitch I'm bad, I'm brown, I'm gold Bitch I'm bad, I'm brown, I'm gold Bitch I'm bad, I'm brown, I'm gold Bitch I'm bad, I'm brown, I'm gold Gold on my neck, I'm a goonda Got guns in the air like a junta Gold on my neck, I'm a goonda Got guns in the air like a junta Gold on my neck, I'm a goonda Got guns in the air like a junta Got white on the glass, it's a pooja I'm a sharp shoota Would you ever let a pretty thug come screw ya?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
