Jackpot L. Money - Gold
Gold around my neck
Like I'm Mr T
Gold around my neck
Like I'm Gucci
Gold around my neck
Like Trinidad James
Gold in my watch
Chains and my rangs
All this all this gold on
Hol up wait
Hold On
Looking like a jewelry sto
I'm froze no snow doe
Walk inside of Ruth Chris
All this gold u can't miss
Disturbing the peace
Like ludacris
When I come throw
You better move trick
I hit yo girl with my chains on
I hit yo girl with my rangs on
I got all in my cell phone
I might sell it off to porn hub
Didn't even have to take her out
I ordered food from grub hub
From the back
Hitting the nay nay
I hit it first like Ray J
Gold chains swinging
Every way
Gold chains on me everyday
In a drop like GuWop
Like 2chainz my hair locked
I'm from Cherrylawn
That's the west side
We get money
That's the best side
U too broke
I can't bet ya
I done double lapped
U can't catch up
I just dropped Heinz
Like ketchup
Got crown royal
In a double cup
In a Tesla
Bouta pop up
At the ren cen
Had to charge up
No free feats
Gotta charge ya
In a new dodge
No charger
I call her Kim K
Who wanna challenge her
I be staying up
Off the Starbucks
I'm local but i got star bucks
Gold around my neck
Like I'm Mr T
Gold around my neck
Like I'm Gucci
Gold around my neck
Like Trinidad James
Gold in my watch
Chains and my rangs
All this all this gold on
Hol up wait
Hold On
All this all this gold on
Hol up wait
Hold On
Written by:
Rudy Burt
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