[Hook] Gold in my champagne Your shit blank, boy your shit lame Probably just like your dick game So I don't need to know your name Don't you see these on my feet? Bet you can't guess how much I paid That's a shame Fuck these simple hoes tryna swerve in my lane
[Verse 1] Who the fuck told you to not have no chill? Who the fuck told you we splittin' that bill? Who the fuck told you that I'm in the hood? When you know fuckin' right I'm in Beverly Hills Why you keep starin' at me like you know me? Spur of the moment, I ball like Ginobili ESPN, photoshootin' with Kobe You Photoshop bitches be needin' Adobe Oh, oh, that's some baloney Oh, this is Missoni Oh, you are still lookin' for Kony Would tell you to call me, but I am not phony Oh, why your car got a cheap gear? Mothafucka in his car with some cheap gear I'm draped in McQueen, Balmain on my jean Ask Givenchy and Marie Claire
Gold in my champagne Your shit blank, boy your shit lame Probably just like your dick game So I don't need to know your name Don't you see these on my feet? Bet you can't guess how much I paid That's a shame Fuck these simple hoes tryna swerve in my lane
Do it for the niggas Girl I ain't gon' do it Girl I ain't gon' do it Girl I ain't gon' do it Do it, do it, do it, do it Girl I ain't gon' do it Do it for the niggas Girl I ain't gon' do it Girl I ain't gon' do it Girl I ain't gon' do it Nah I ain't gon' do it
[Verse 2]
Gold in my champagne Your shit blank, boy your shit lame Probably just like your dick game So I don't need to know your name Don't you see these on my feet? Bet you can't guess how much I paid That's a shame Fuck these simple hoes tryna swerve in my lane
Do it for the niggas Girl I ain't gon' do it Girl I ain't gon' do it Girl I ain't gon' do it Do it, do it, do it, do it Girl I ain't gon' do it Do it for the niggas Girl I ain't gon' do it Girl I ain't gon' do it Girl I ain't gon' do it Nah I ain't gon' do it
He said, "Arch your back" I ain't gon' do it He said, "Kiss my neck" I ain't gon' do it Talk dirty in my ear I ain't gon' do it Do it, do it, do it, do it He said, "Arch your back" I ain't gon' do it He said, "Kiss my neck" I ain't gon' do it Talk dirty in my ear I ain't gon' do it I'ma need some fresh air, bitch
Gold in my champagne Your shit blank, boy your shit lame Probably just like your dick game So I don't need to know your name Don't you see these on my feet? Bet you can't guess how much I paid That's a shame Fuck these simple hoes tryna swerve in my lane
Do it for the niggas Girl I ain't gon' do it Girl I ain't gon' do it Girl I ain't gon' do it Do it, do it, do it, do it Girl I ain't gon' do it Do it for the niggas Girl I ain't gon' do it Girl I ain't gon' do it Girl I ain't gon' do it Nah I ain't gon' do itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
