GOLD CITY

Gold City, yeah
Gold City, yeah
Gold City, yeah
Gold City, yeah
Gold City, yeah
Gold City, yeah
Gold City, yeah huh
Gold City, yeah
Everything litty, I love when's it's hot
I'm the face of my city I'm swervin' the lot
Tying my laces, I'm keeping a knot
Making the history, I got it on lock
Bro tried to diss me he put in a box
We got the guns and we making them cock
Walk that boy down if he caught on the block
That pussy like cola that shit gonna pop
I can't lie
Dealer got weed and he gotta supply (huh, yeah)
Flying out bitches I fly from Dubai
Put that boy down, made him fly in the sky
Call me a Raph cuz I got me a Sai
City of layers, this song is a ply
Why you want beef if you won't even try
That's my girl, her pussy a prize
Walk around this bеat, took a nap then I shit on it
Killing all opps in my way, then I put a clip on it
She got big jaws so shе suck on it
I am a popsicle yeah and she lick on it
People they doubted me, put a deposit
I like to fuck that bitch raw with her bonnet
That's a new car and you know that I bought it
This is your downfall, yeah imma watch it
I don't make cringe rap, but I'm lyrical
Look at me go up, it's empirical
All of these deep strokes, and they're physical
I don't do sneak diss, not subliminal
You say you're doing good, hypocritical
Made of zero bucks, it's a miracle
That girl staying moist, she critical
I am the chosen one, like an oracle
You say you're doing good, hypocritical
Made of zero bucks, it's a miracle
That girl staying moist, she critical
I am the chosen one, like an oracle
Everything litty, I love when's it's hot
I'm the face of my city I'm swervin' the lot
Tying my laces, I'm keeping a knot
Making the history, I got it on lock
Bro tried to diss me he put in a box
We got the guns and we making them cock
Walk that boy down if he caught on the block
That pussy like cola that shit gonna pop
Everything litty, I love when's it's hot
I'm the face of my city I'm swervin' the lot
Tying my laces, I'm keeping a knot
Making the history, I got it on lock
Bro tried to diss me he put in a box
We got the guns and we making them cock
Walk that boy down if he caught on the block
That pussy like cola that shit gonna pop
I can't lie
Dealer got weed and he gotta supply (huh, yeah)
Flying out bitches I fly from Dubai
Put that boy down, made him fly in the sky
Call me a Raph cuz I got me a Sai
City of layers, this song is a ply
Why you want beef if you won't even try
That's my girl, her pussy a prize
Walk around this beat, took a nap then I shit on it
Killing all opps in my way, then I put a clip on it
She got big jaws so she suck on it
I am a popsicle yeah and she lick on it