I want the gold links
Me and the rulebook we have no links
I remember when we sold things
Had it moving like the soul train
So litty
Out here lookin like a palmtree
Doing good good
My nigga thats on me
Fuckin up the summer with the long D
Vaaabn to the carter 2 im stuck on song 3
For those who dont know
That is money on my mind
Papa ask me what im doin with my life
Worried grandma preach the bible on the line
Sometimes i feel like
Closing all the blinds
Type in all the sings like
Lookin for a way to get my mind right
I might
Put a little red in my eye white
Put a little red in my eye white
Lookin for a way to get my mind right
I might
Put a little red in my eye white
Put a little red in my eye white
Trippin of that cow chow till i feel like fuck it
World peace world peace
Fuck a hype
Won’t be no drop in no bucket
Trrrr Trrrr
Put a little gold on my bright whites
Smile at every hater on that sideline
Trippin of that cow chow till i feel like fuck it
Pass it back like a nigga playing rugby
Who do you call on when shit get ugly?
Dont even bother you never loved me
Shorty know that still water run deep
Keep a lame a milli miles from me
Finna fro up
Finna clean up
Finna figure out if shit is what it seems
Eyeballs lookin like im bout to shoot a beam
When you feel like im about to d i e im just
Lookin for a way to get my mind right
I might
Put a little red in my eye white
Put a little red in my eye white
Lookin for a way to get my mind right
I might
Put a little red in my eye white
Put a little red in my eye white