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Performed By: Gxvbrxl
Language: English
Length: 1:34
Written by: Gabriel-Anthoni Naphtali




Gxvbrxl - Gold Lyrics
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Young black nigga with gold
Tell me what you searching for
I could get it for the low
And I gotta charge a fee
Unless you come to the door
Don't nobody f*ck with me
They know I go blow for blow
Blow for blow
Who you really know?
Don't come out to chill
My neck colder than the snow
Only pop a pill when I'm stressing bout these hoes
Bout to cop the billboard
Told you I got goals
Wait
My baby got back
She back it up
No stress and she bad as f*ck
Might drop 5 for the Acura
But she don't want no average stuff
I'm on top don't gas me up
I'm gon spit til I've had enough
Saving 10 for that Bentley truck
Don't sit round me boutta blow up
Uh
Don't come to my door with that nonsense
We been this way since the projects
Now I'm too turnt up making profits
Bitch I'm hot shit
Just watch this
You cannot stop this
Young black nigga with gold
Tell me what you searching for
I could get it for the low
And I gotta charge a fee
Unless you come to the door
Don't nobody f*ck with me
They know I go blow for blow
Blow for blow
Who you really know?
Don't come out to chill
My neck colder than the snow
Only pop a pill when I'm stressing bout these hoes
Bout to cop the billboard
Told you I got goals
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English

Young black nigga with gold
Tell me what you searching for
I could get it for the low
And I gotta charge a fee
Unless you come to the door
Don't nobody f*ck with me
They know I go blow for blow
Blow for blow
Who you really know?
Don't come out to chill
My neck colder than the snow
Only pop a pill when I'm stressing bout these hoes
Bout to cop the billboard
Told you I got goals
Wait
My baby got back
She back it up
No stress and she bad as f*ck
Might drop 5 for the Acura
But she don't want no average stuff
I'm on top don't gas me up
I'm gon spit til I've had enough
Saving 10 for that Bentley truck
Don't sit round me boutta blow up
Uh
Don't come to my door with that nonsense
We been this way since the projects
Now I'm too turnt up making profits
Bitch I'm hot shit
Just watch this
You cannot stop this
Young black nigga with gold
Tell me what you searching for
I could get it for the low
And I gotta charge a fee
Unless you come to the door
Don't nobody f*ck with me
They know I go blow for blow
Blow for blow
Who you really know?
Don't come out to chill
My neck colder than the snow
Only pop a pill when I'm stressing bout these hoes
Bout to cop the billboard
Told you I got goals
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Writer: Gabriel-Anthoni Naphtali
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