GOLDIILOCC - DOGWALK Lyrics

Aye, Gold
Aye, Aye

Hennessy so I'm just hennessy dreaming
Bust down designer might bust down in Neiman's
Lil iron on me I be feeling anemic
She catching my wave I'm leaving her seasick
She wanna be choosy
Aye
I could change up her life she know that she need this
She be giving me all that she has
But I be choosy I really don't need it

Aye
I'm on the road with a stash and some bricks I'm not tryna speed it
Probably look like a gremlin when I'm touching the money
Track runner I'm sprinting and running
Nigga give this shit up or get hit in the stomach
GOLDI on something they aint really on nothing
Catalog deep as f*ck with no label just my budget nigga
They be talking hot as shit when they see me they don't touch a nigga

GOLDIILOCC don't run no games so I can't bum with niggas
Step inside and set a flame then I'm done up in it
Trackhawk, redline it, Ima break the engine
Did addition with no minus n now it's in division
Risky nigga, aint Risk Made but I make rich decisions
A whole meal but the bitch paid
Lobster and steak on the plate but the bitch still ate
I'm trying to sell ounces and pounds nigga I ain't serving an 8th

Aye... Nigga
I be with his bitch he don't want to admit it
F*cking her good, more than a minute
I heard he a minute man
Jump in the whip then I spin again
Pushing this weight, so I be on look for the Jakes
I keep a bitch in my hometown, in the 717 I'm chilling with Nae
I got some business back home so I'm only here for a day
Running it up just tryna get pape
Money on the flo, I gotta get pape
No skates on a nigga gon skate
You ain't helping the cause you just in the way
Get out my face get out my way