Money, mansions, girls and golden retrievers
When they try to teach us, we be in the bleachers
Oh you mad ‘cause i’m stylin’ from the city of power
"why don't you come on in, robs just in the shower"
Rocking with the shower head pissing.
And my only fear's a wedding ring
I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingohh look in the mirror
Superpowers. boogeymare crawlin' up the stairs to jump in your shower.
I'm responding with some golden ink,
Kod a couple fifties like a precinct
Track 2.) golden child (forbidden fruit)
Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute
Played like a deck, your cards were golden,
Okay you dancing drinking on your last one
Take a shower cus ur just a scrub
Rapping roulette, this life is a drug
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