Rose Gold feat. EST Gee

歌詞

Fuck with me (Free dem) Fuck with me (What they call you?) Fuck with me Call me Mn Rose Gold (Who the hell is Carlos?) Everything froze (Everything) Fuck a five, forever throwin' fours All my niggas know I used to sell dope (What?) Come and get you some (Yeah) Fentanyl for the eighty, come and get you ones Hey, I don't wanna have no baby, bitch, what tip you want? Ask that hoe, who dick she on? I still sell them bricks for low I fuck with that piccolo (That green still) Ask around, I'm 6-0 Pass the loud, I'm getting stoned I might ring my bitch Freaky texting, wanna fuck Bae, can I bring my bitch? Say that pussy where she love me Watch her sing my shit How the fuck you niggas judgin'? I was just locked up Forty-one's all flooded Bezzle Bent rocked up These young niggas come from nothin' Why you won't stop us Dog, weed, lean and pills This a one-stop truck Doggy losin' interest, bitch Yeah, once I fuck All the real hoes tucked Damn near can't be touched Somebody 'bout to make it crazy Why it can't be us? Why it can't be me? I'm in that new GT Cream dark blue seats I cashed out on that bitch Meek just hit me for a verse I passed out on that bitch Drekk got two AP's, a Richard and a house on her neck I don't care about who we kill Stop acknowledging rats, bitch Call me Mr. Rose Gold (Yeah) Everything froze (Everything) Fuck a five, forever throwin' fours All my niggas know I used to sell dope (What?) Come and get you some (Yeah) Fentanyl for the eighty, come and get you ones Hey, I don't wanna have no baby, bitch, what tip you want? Ask that hoe, who dick she on? I still sell them bricks for low I fuck with that piccolo (That green still) (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) 2020 niggas know who killed the most (Killed the most) Tell lil bro, "They scared, we somewhere close" "So don't make insta posts" (Don't make insta posts) Drug trafficking, don't call 'round askin', come get instant quotes (Get instant quotes) Doggy, you know I don't focus on rapping, I'm still sellin' dope (And I'm just sellin' dope) I got it out not tucked, in my choppa I trust (nigga, I trust) It wasn't easy takin' over but I had dropped my nuts I know there's some crucial bloody brothers that hate my guts (Nigga's gonna hate me, hate me) We be whackin' shit for real, they beefin' for PR stunts So if it's up then its stuck Rapper's cappin', got they Yeekie's in they trunk Just on my lap and on clutch, so if I up, nigga, duck Hit at least one every month (Every month) Maybe two, if they get bold Like my connect fuck with them strippers I got plugs on them poles Call me Mr. Rose Gold (Yeah) Everything froze (Everything) Fuck a five, forever throwin' fours All my niggas know I used to sell dope (What?) Come and get you some (Yeah) Fentanyl for the eighty, come and get you ones Hey, I don't wanna have no baby, bitch, what tip you want? Ask that hoe, who dick she on? I still sell them bricks for low I fuck with that piccolo (That green still) Maybach truck could get the ghost Fuck it, Gotti, get em both I fuck with that coke so much, I signed to my nigga (AMG) Keep that shit in Memphis (Why?) 'Cause I'm down with my nigga If they sent it, I got it Not the Richy, the Patek All my bitches be laughing, why? Shit used to be funny Them ten thousand stacks, nigga Them used to be hundreds and them bitches y'all walkin' with Them used to be runners Call me Mr. Rose Gold (Yeah) Everything froze (Everything) Fuck a five, forever throwin' fours All my niggas know I used to sell dope (What?) Come and get you some (Yeah) Fentanyl for the eighty, come and get you ones Hey, I don't wanna have no baby, bitch, what tip you want? Ask that hoe, who dick she on? I still sell them bricks for low I fuck with that piccolo (That green still)