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mic drop - goldenboy countup lyrics

[intro]
(pipe that sh*t up, tnt)
n*gga
goldenboy countupboy, b*tch, i’m that motherf*ckin’ n*gga, n*gga, know what i’m talkin’ ’bout?
they done p*ssed me off, n*gga, i’m finna drop sixty on these n*ggas
f*ck it, i’ma drop eighty on these n*ggas, n*gga
you know what i’m talkin’ ’bout?
they done p*ssed me off, i’m finna drop eighty on ’em
they done p*ssed me off, i’m finna drop eighty on ’em
n*gga, golden

[verse 1]
f*ck n*gga, i’m raw, i’ll shoot this b*tch from half*court
cuz, we really balling, you know hatin’, ask them n*ggas more
n*gga, we was gettin’ a hundred in, you wasn’t on the porch
f*ck n*gga, you had a silverspoon, he got it off of porridge
n*gga, i was up before i signed, f*ck that label, n*gga
gotta thank god, that’s my dog, he be savin’ n*ggas
goldеn learn the business, gеt them lawyers, make them pay a n*gga (d*mn)
raw n*gga, i done figured it out so now they hate a n*gga
told money man my next deal i need a million cash
f*ck ’em, we ain’t negotiatin’ sh*t, we need a bigger bag
dope boy, but you a businessman, you can’t let ’em class
patient n*gga, i’ma take my time, that’s how a n*gga last
five seconds, love, put it on golden, i’ma take the shot
n*gga, you could’ve had a million dollars, but you chasin’ thots (n*gga)
n*gga, all my fans real authentic, n*gga, fine bodies (d*mn)
n*gga, i got money layin’ around, i went divine spots
told my n*ggas if i don’t really blow then i f*ckin’ played it
told my b*tch don’t leave a n*gga, now the b*tch, she wish she stayed
cuz dunked the ball then broke the goal and f*cked up my j’s
razor*cutting dope with my net, n*gga, i don’t need a blade (skrrt), n*gga
[interlude]
goldenboy countupboy, b*tch, i’m that motherf*ckin’ n*gga, n*gga, i drop eighty on you, n*gga
f*ck you talkin’ ’bout, n*gga?
n*gga, big chicken sh*t, n*gga, goldenboy countupboy, n*gga

[verse 2]
golden threw an alley*hoop, n*gga, i’m a team player
my lil’ dog a kingpin, he turned his b*tch into the mayor
“she chargin’ n*ggas for that p*ssy, golden, you ain’t have to pay her”
raw b*tch, golden, you see us, she stay by [?]
still ballin’, golden playin’ golf, i’m with them rich folks
tail ’em, i done flipped this b*tch twice, let that b*tch go (ayy)
golden 5’11” but be walkin’ like he 6’4″
we be at the 7*eleven, i told that n*gga hit the citgo
n*gga f*cked around and choked his cracker out, keep playin’ with my pape
i flipped this b*tch like ice cube, golden, you n.w.a
sh*t, you thought a n*gga blew that money, i threw that sh*t in real estate
they seen a n*gga blow a rack, i’m still flippin’ bubba plates, n*gga

[outro]
mic drop, b*tch

- goldenboy countup lyrics

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