Lyrics For Gold (Snippet) By Nasty C
[Verse]
-things that I don’t need in my life
Man that’s too pink to be Sprite
Trap shit, I drink lean every night
I been listening to Weezy and hit a reason
I smoke trees and I bleed onto my city now
When I was 16, I was right every night
I was spittin’ 16’s by the light
You was praying for a job, I was praying for the mic
Now we hit a town, money, we ain’t never countin’ out
Told Pops if he need a couple racks, just shout me
I’m King of the mound don’t doubt me
King-size bed for my couch
‘Nasty_CSA’, yee, spitting on tag for the country
I’m a fine ass nigga from the south
Diamonds, whole lotta cash in her mouth, oh man
[Chorus]
There they go
Southside, there they go, there they go
Bands, there they go, there they go
Gangstas, there they go
Why your neck green?, ’cause them ain’t diamonds and that ain’t gold, that ain’t gold
Broke ass niggas, hating ass bitches
How you hating on a tuck, tuck you a cut, cut
You ain’t got no vision
I’m still spending, cause I’m that nigga
D’Angelo, Balenci’
The hoes in the videos damn, right through you a 7
You ain’t really that bad boo
We just want more champagne, you should get more shampoo
I done got so much status I’m fucking my karma they send it at you
You ain’t gotta know what that mean, just gotta know it came from a badass dude
I’m an animal with a badass too
And a badass hoe and the cash that grow
Me and my dawg go back I know but he spilt my lean
I’m mad at bro
You gas me, let it be the gas I smoke
Radio would never know the tracks I wrote
Me versus me, that’s ghost and G.O.A.T
I sign deals but I own my soul
I might fuck around, send a new mixtape, go buy dope
If you see me and all my folks, where the racks tell me to go, I go
Made a lot of money cause I know what I know
This so fucked, don’t know what’s broke
You really shouldn’t call my money my money, call it Mrs. N-G-C-O-B-O
[Chorus]
There they go
Southside, there they go, there they go
Bands, there they go, there they go
Gangstas, there they go
Why your neck green?, ’cause them ain’t diamonds and that ain’t gold, that ain’t gold
Broke ass niggas, hating ass bitches
How you haiting-