Toby Tarantino - Goldman Sachs Lyrics

Man f*ck the police
Aye/yuh bitch I'm tryna get rich bitch I'm tryna get big yuh/aye/ok/yuh/aye

Kush is my remedy I write a little melody
Feel like just like a different entity
All my feelings in disguise like I got a new identity
(Who the f*ck is he?)
(You see it really means a lot to me)

I got mob ties, hit you cross-eyed
Imma slide up on you like a water slide
Drip or drown but I only glide
(Bad bitch on my hip like a glock two shots gets you movin' right)

Never could recall how I started off the f*ckin' night
But I'm feeling f*ckin' good might just go and cop a blunt
Cuz my dealer in the hood servin' up the sacks like he works for Goldman Sachs
Running up the bills you would think that I was runnin' track
(Mix it with the soda that's that pure white crack)
And I told myself I wouldn't so I'm never goin' back
Put my life and more on that yuh/aye
(I put my life and more on that yuh/aye)

Kush is my remedy I write a little melody
Feel like just like a different entity
All my feelings in disguise like I got a new identity
(Who the f*ck is he?)
(You see it really means a lot to me)

I got mob ties, hit you cross-eyed
Imma slide up on you like a water slide
Drip or drown but I only glide
(Bad bitch on my hip like a glock two shots gets you movin' right)

Never could recall how I started off the f*ckin' night
But I'm feeling f*ckin' good might just go and cop a blunt
Cuz my dealer in the hood servin' up the sacks like he works for Goldman Sachs
Running up the bills you would think that I was runnin' track