Can't Do Golds

(album: Du Flocka Rant 2 - 2013)

Quarter million dollars cash in my guest room (turn up)
Thumbing through the bands I be playing with the check (flocka!)
Count a cool two mill' without breaking sweats
Bitch I'm always fucking flexing, wearing gold Rolex

I'm rocking Rollies, I'm talking three of those
Bad bitches, I got plenty of those
Diamond grill, I can't do golds
I'm riding sixes, I can't do the fours
Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set
Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set
Thumbing through the bands I be playing with the check
Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set

Quarter million dollars cash in my guest room (turn up)
Thumbing through the bands I be playing with the check (flocka!)
Count a cool two mill' without breaking sweats
Bitch I'm always fucking flexing, wearing gold Rolex

Chinning through this work, I don't have to bench press
When it come to white, my dawgs always love to flex (FLEX)
You see me, he a stone cold killer with the pistol (banana)
Run up in my stash then your mama gon' miss you
Stay up on my grizzle, thumbing through a check (okay)
Stay a real nigga, I'm a put it on my set
Fell in love in fast cars since Gucci Corvette (yeeoom)
Nigga disrespect me, I'll just leave his ass wet

I'm rocking Rollies, I'm talking three of those
Bad bitches, I got plenty of those
Diamond grill, I can't do golds
I'm riding sixes, I can't do the fours
Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set
Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set
Thumbing through the bands I be playing with the check
Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set

He ain't never been scared to a hundred on his head
Cash dead bastard, what his son is
That's your ass if I catch you slipping, with my gun it's...
Black mask, I'm always fucking hanging with the robbers
Thumbing through the bands, I be doing it (you know)
I'm a real nigga, bitch, break yo fucking back
You a pussy nigga, you don't want no get back
I got raw, bounced back, gotta live with that
Same situation, get it how you live, bitch
Worth a couple of commas, you ain't even average
I'm flexing, Randy Savage
Free my nigga Boosie, I'm a fucking savage

I'm rocking Rollies, I'm talking three of those
Bad bitches, I got plenty of those
Diamond grill, I can't do golds
I'm riding sixes, I can't do the fours
Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set
Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set
Thumbing through the bands I be playing with the check
Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set