Rashawn Stallworth - Gold Grillz & Pinky Ringz

Gold 24s
Rollin thru the town
Sippin on this drank
Mackin hoes in the south
I got golds in my mouth
So they fuckin with a player
Yea
Yea they fuckin with a player
I got gold 24s
Rollin thru the town
Blowin on this endo
Mackin hoes in the south
I got Gold in my mouth
So they fuckin wit a player
Yea
Yea they fuckin with a player
You are now listening to the new East Side ambassador
Living like a matador
I'm dodging the bull
I triumph thru my tribulations
Me and Yahweh is cool
Now I try my best not to move
Unless my poppa approve
I'm just trynna get this cheese
And avoid the traps
That my enemies set for me
I still can go to the trap
Cuz I get respect from Gs
Who bring torches and pitchfork When it's time for us to vanquish Demons
I'm hang around Hebrew heathens
That boy good
You ain't Neva lie
God made me dip my big toe in hell so I'd testify
Now every time I use my tongue
I communicate with the other side
Where angels rock
Gold grills and pinky rings
Still swanging
Gold 24s
Rollin thru the town
Sippin on this drank
Mackin hoes in the south
I got golds in my mouth
So they fuckin with a player
Yea
Yea they fuckin with a player
I got gold 24s
Rollin thru the town
Blowin on this endo
Mackin hoes in the south
I got Gold in my mouth
So they fuckin wit a player
Yea
Yea they fuckin with a player
Please Don't be postin yo whole life On the internet
That leave a hole in yo business
For folks to enter in
That ain't yo wife then don't give
That hoe nun of yo Benjamin's
Demand respect
It don't matter how old that nigga is
If she a queen bee and you like it
Put a ring on it
Cuz if another get her honey
It's gone sting
Only when you did her wrongly
And her home girl put a king on it
And then the caption on the picture Says a king owns it
Protect yo spirit from the lame lyrics
Written by certain individuals
Lacking the visual
To see what the man in the mirror Do when speaking the death
The same spirit
Lies in the heart of the people
That lie for fame and get it
Clouding your judgment with the Smoke and mirrors technique
Just to build they twitter thread Count up like some bed sheets
We working hard and thanking God How much you wanna bet we all
Gone be rich wit gold grills and pinky rings still swangin
Gold 24s
Rollin thru the town
Sippin on this drank
Mackin' hoes in the south
I got golds in my mouth
So they fuckin with a player
Yea
Yea they fuckin with a player
I got gold 24s
Rollin thru the town
Blowin on this endo
Mackin hoes in the south
I got Gold in my mouth
So they fuckin wit a player
Yea yea they fuckin with a player

Written by:
Rashawn Stallworth

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