andy xo. - Golden (feat. Parley)

In my pocket a Trojan and I'm feeling really golden
This Henny and that haze got me feelin like floatin
The ice up on my chain got me feelin really cold and-
Wishin for success that's what i'm really hopin
This life made me sign a cross up on my chest
Got me writin rhymes just wishin for the best
Ain't goin back to the past and the presents where I sit
Headin for the future so you know we comin next
Pulled up in the charger now you know that's a flex
Cause i'm 18 and i'm runnin up a check
So say it with your chest yo and please come correct
Fuckin with a pimp I walk around with respect
Need a couple grams so you know i'm on deck
Got the pistol on the dresser loaded with a full clip
But I ain't got no time for the drama or no diss
So if you want problems I could really throw my fists
And I could really throw my fists
You know i'm really with the shit
I dont really throw the fist
Got his bitch she suckin dick
Got a rocket in my pocket i could really blow the clip
What a dis
I dont really like to miss
Got a pussy boy that's lackin got my dick up in his bitch
I don't miss
I put two pills she swish
I got molly in soda i can't think i can't sit
Bitch on my level then I fuckin dip
Got a hotel for privacy im in his bitch
I can't
Seem to find a reason why when
You decided i forget them
You don't miss me when she ridin on me she on me
I can't
Seem to find a reason why them
You decided not tonight then
You don't miss me when she ridin
She on me
On me

Written by:
Andrew Tippetts, Dylan Allsop

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