Gold (’99-2000)

[Intro: Scrim]
Yeah

[Verse 1: Scrim]
Cruisin' with my clique (Skrt), indo in my back seat
Cursin' out this bitch, she say I'm all about me (Fuck her)
Bitch, you must be jokin', go 'head with them emotions (What?)
I'm sippin' barre, swingin', always on that purple potion (Bleurgh!)
Smokin' on a sack, dope up in my pants (Loaded)
Grill up in my mouth, so you might not understand (What?)
Bitches in my section, got they pussy meltin' (Swag)
Swag a lot, can't help it, $crimmy steady flexin', ahh

[Chorus: Scrim]
Gold chains, gold houses, even gold cars
Gold drugs, gold lean, even gold bars
I'm flexin' on these motherfuckers
I'm flexin' on these motherfuckers
Gold chains, gold houses, even gold cars
Gold drugs, gold lean, even gold bars
I'm flexin' on these motherfuckers
I'm flexin' on these motherfuckers

[Verse 2: Oddy Nuff da Snow Leopard]
(Eng-eng-eng-eng-)
Engulfed in flames, bitch, Oddy stay engulfed in chains
Stayin' in the same lane, pitbull at my side, untamed
Blo-blood red paint drippin', took your bitch out to brunch
Yeah, she paying with no tip and sipping on some sucker punch
Took her home and smoked a blunt
Then I fucked her dumb, G*59, foggin' up
Got that motherfuckin' hot breath
Walk up in the club with triple six tatted on my fuckin' chest

[Chorus: Oddy Nuff da Snow Leopard]
Gold chains, gold houses, even gold cars
Gold drugs, gold lean, even gold bars
I'm flexin' on these motherfuckers
I'm flexin' on these motherfuckers
Gold chains, gold houses, even gold cars
Gold drugs, gold lean, even gold bars
I'm flexin' on these motherfuckers
I'm flexin' on these motherfuckers