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get it done - goldenboy countup lyrics

[intro: goldenboy countup]
n*gga
yeah
countup
turn me up
uh
yeah
n*gga

[verse 1: goldenboy countup]
goyard bag, golden goin’ hard for that paper, n*gga
hundred racks on my chain, i’m spazzin’ on a hater, n*gga
trickin’ with the b*tch, you steady crabbin’ with that paper, n*gga
b*tch, i’m flyin’ state*to*state, i’m hot as f*ck, i’m on that raider, n*gga
my bag big, it’s big as [?], i send my shooter, he get it done
i cash him out, he send a ton
n*gga bet my b*tch ain’t wearin’ no buns
my bag up, b*tch, ain’t sh*t here cheap
spend that jeep then sh*t get creep
forty*ball, b*tch, that’s on my t**th
giuseppe kicks, that’s on my feet

[chorus: tyla yaweh]
yeah, spin with the gun, spin just for fun
i got old hundreds, n*gga spend it on her bum
yeah, i just made a hundred racks, i did that off a run
said old hundreds, blue hundreds, took them twenties and them fifties
they can’t fold on me, rolls on me, i ain’t talkin’ pills
b*tch, you f*ck me for a [?] ’cause don’t go talkin’ to me sh*tty
you don’t understand this player talk, chopper make you milly rock
before i took her on that date, that b*tch gave me plenty top
[verse 2: goldenboy countup]
i’m in the benz with the gun, the benz with the gun
skrrt, bustin’ juggs in corners in the benz makin’ runs
d*mn, all my diamonds shinin’ like akin to the sun, n*gga
told the plug i’m racked up, told him send a ton (let’s go)
she gon’ f*ck for gucci, so i’m payin’ for that coochie
n*gga, drench my b*tch in louis, you ain’t never heard of pucci? hold on

[verse 3: tyla yaweh]
you ain’t never had no marni, n*gga
never had no b*tch hand you some money from apartments, n*gga
she don’t f*ck for free
she do for a fee, she gon’ strip for me

[verse 4: goldenboy countup]
n*ggas cuffin’ on these b*tches ’cause they don’t keep it p
told her throw that sh*t to me, i sell that sh*t for cheap
she say you can get this p*ssy, but this sh*t gon’ cost a fee
brand new coat, that b*tch givenchy, i’m sellin’ dope, i’m in the trenches
know crackers come, we jumpin’ fences, we keep them switches and extentions
b*tches keep me in they mentions, golden p, that n*gga pimpin’
we f*cked that b*tch, that n*gga simpin’, b*tch, i’m a dog but i’m a chicken

- goldenboy countup lyrics

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