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fish tank - goldenboy countup lyrics

[intro]
(yarri)
golden
goldenboy countupboy, baby, i’m that motherf*ckin’ n*gga, you already know what time it is, n*gga
you know what i’m sayin’?
flyest n*gga ever
uh

[verse 1]
twenty p’s, look, what the f*ck was my load comin’?
ask about lil golden, since a jit, i’ve been road runnin’
f*ck n*gga, them trap stories cap, you ain’t sold nothin’
f*ck n*ggas ain’t standin’ on no business, they ain’t blow nothin’
wake up in the morning, i can’t wait to sell my sack, n*gga
cuz tell that n*gga lower his voice ’cause my sack bigger
golden, yeah, i’m slimmer than a b*tch but i’m a fat n*gga
cookin’ dope and f*ckin’ on his b*tch, b*tch, i’m that n*gga
skrrt, cuz, i just pulled off on a broke b*tch
tell that f*ck n*gga you better chill, don’t provoke jit
my lil’ n*gga’ll light his ass up, he really smoke sh*t
n*gga, i was up last year, was worth four bricks
this lil’ b*tch so motherf*ckin’ fine, i’m finna fly her out

[chorus]
shе say he be grabbin’ with the p*ssy, i’m finna buy him out
shе say he been scared to buy the bag, i’m finna buy it now
golden, where the f*ck them p’s at? i’m tryna find ’em now
n*gga, i’m doin’ tricks, i’m cookin’ dope inside the fish tank
cuz give me the brick of big bowl in the big sink
i ain’t give a f*ck ’bout what a n*gga or a b*tch think
bust this brick down, this b*tch down and this cuban link
this b*tch so motherf*ckin’ fine, i’m finna fly her out
she say he be grabbin’ with the p*ssy, i’m finna buy him out
she say he been scared to buy the bag, i’m finna buy it now
golden, where the f*ck them p’s at? i’m tryna find ’em now
[verse 2]
skrrt, cuz, i just pulled off on a broke n*gga
ain’t no f*ckin’ way he wanna front, must be a slow n*gga
golden at the trap servin’ junkies, swingin’ doors, n*gga
why the f*ck you asking ’bout your b*tch? touch your nose, n*gga
n*gga, this no cap, i sold blues for like forty dollars
crackers pulled us over and i had my bl!ck in my boxers
“golden, how the f*ck you be so chill and you be with robbers?”
n*gga, this no cap, i really sold a lot of thirty dollars

[chorus]
she say he be grabbin’ with the p*ssy, i’m finna buy him out
she say he been scared to buy the bag, i’m finna buy it now
golden, where the f*ck them p’s at? i’m tryna find ’em now

[outro]
b*tch

- goldenboy countup lyrics

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