Whitegold

[Chorus]
You can roll through, just for the night, though
Careful when I move, know that they might fold
She want Nike, want checks, baby, I write those
Lips all on my neck, that feel like white gold (Palaze, what you cookin'?)

[Verse 1]
Came from the D, grew up ice cold
That’s what I learned how to fight for
That's what the gang always tight for
Ran up on us and they fell back
I had to go NFL that
Grabbing on me 'cause the whip fast
Switch lanes so quick gave her whiplash, uh, yeah
Back on the spot
They just hating ’cause we young and we hot
Wait 'til they see all they money we caught
Match the laces with the chain and the watch
Pull up to it and they know who we are
Get green on the block, I feel like H&R
She see me in public and know I'm a star
Gimme like fifty, you know where we are, yeah

[Chorus]
And I'm like, "You can roll through, just for the night, though", uh
Careful when I move, know that they might fold
She want Nike, want checks, baby, I write those
Lips all on my neck, that feel like white gold

[Verse 2]
Booling on Cambridge, they asking for favors
But never give payments, you know that that ain't it
Got pair of Pumas for every occasion
Cocoa in the bread and you know that it's Cajun
Loco on a beat got these lame rappers shakin'
Loco in my blood, city all in my veins and
Ocho for a feature, there ain't no conversations
Solo in the stu’, I don’t never vacation
Locke right beside of me, Cardo gone ride for me
Come for my dawg, see a whole different side of me
Look to my left, to my right like, "Who stoppin' me?"
Bros never change up ’cause loyal they gotta be
I just might switch up
I had to lift my wrist up
I get my paper and twist up
Texting me like did I miss her
But I gotta focus on the bag, yeah
Gotta focus on the bag, baby
And I know you prolly feeling bad, yeah
But why you yelling, getting mad, baby?
On the phone you tryna get me back, yeah
Like, "You the best I ever had, baby"
But I'd rather go run my check up
'Cause this right here won't last baby (Palaze, what you cookin’?)

[Chorus]
And I'm like, "You can roll through, just for the night, though", uh
Careful when I move, know that they might fold
She want Nike, want checks, baby, I write those
Lips all on my neck, that feel like white gold
And I'm like, "You can roll through, just for the night, though", uh
Careful when I move, know that they might fold
She want Nike, want checks, baby, I write those
Lips all on my neck, that feel like white gold