$uicideBoy$ — Gold (’99-2000)

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Indo in my back seat, cursing out this bitch
She says I’m all about me
Bitch, you must be joking
Go ahead with them emotions (what?)
I’m sipping barre
And swanging always on that purple potion (bleurgh!)
Smoking on a sack
Dope up in my pants (loaded)
Grill up in my mouth, so you might not understand (what?)
Bitches in my section, got their pussy melting
Swagger like can’t help it
$crimmy steady flexing

Gold chains, gold houses, even gold cars
Gold drugs, gold lean, even gold bars
I’m flexing on these motherfuckers
I’m flexing on these motherfuckers
Gold chains, gold houses, even gold cars
Gold drugs, gold lean, even gold bars
I’m flexing on these motherfuckers
I’m flexing on these motherfuckers

Engulfed in flames, bitch
Oddy stay engulfed in chains
Staying in the same lane
Pitbull at my side, untamed
Blood flow riptide
Took your bitch out to brunch, yeah, she paying with no tip in
Sipping on some sucker punch
Took her home, and smoked a blunt
Then I fucked her dumb
G*59 fogging up
Got that motherfuckin’ hot breath
Walk up in the club with «triple 6» tatted on my fucking chest
Gold chains, gold houses, even gold cars
Gold drugs, gold lean, even gold bars
I’m flexing on these motherfuckers
I’m flexing on these motherfuckers
Gold chains, gold houses, even gold cars
Gold drugs, gold lean, even gold bars
I’m flexing on these motherfuckers
I’m flexing on these motherfuckers