gold medal remix - luisss lyrics
[chorus: luisss]
hop in the spot with berettas
two*tone glocks, man, you know we gon’ wet him
can’t cuff a b*tch, my n*gga, why would i settle
yeah, your boyfriend hoppin’ out a rental
she givin’ me brain, yeah, she mess with my mental
facetime me, she need someone to vent to
she asked, “is that a gold chain ’round your neck?”
nah, told that b*tch, “this a gold medal”
i’m up, so now the opps lookin’
yeah, free all my guys out the bookings
i’ma be the richest out in brooklyn
wear his chain, yeah, you know that we took it
with his chain, man, you know that we have it
i’m with cc and we causin’ that havoc
red light, green light, we speedin’ through traffic
need a kyliе jenner to my travis (why?)
[verse: slump6s]
not talkin’ lou but i slide with a ratchеt
he want the smoke, so i told him to match it
my n*ggas right at yo door like a package
i got the glock, and he run like “what happened?”
(“what happened, lil n*gga? what happened?”)
no pokémon but we turn him to ashes
i spent a band on my louis*v glasses
don’t f*ck with school, i don’t f*ck with the classes
and i got a shooter, he from brooklyn
shoutout shaio, get the bag and book it
spent a check on a chain and we took it
i’m a vet and that boy is a rookie
walk in the hall like “do you want a cookie?”
glock .19 [?] (what i say?)
hop in a coupe and i push it
fryin’ that boy like i’m cooking
my name carry a gold, medal
fifteenhunnid, we some go, getters
we got a drop so we go, get ’em
not finna fight, let the pole, hit ’em
i’m on the block with the top dawgs
hop in the rafe, take the top off
play with the gang, get knocked off
shoutout luisss, he really gon’ knock off
[pre*chorus: luisss & slump6s]
shoutout luisss, he really gon’ knock off
yeah, top dog, i’m at the trap door
f*ck your b*tch, kick her out of the back door
feel like kobe, they tell me to pass more
shaio catchin’ ally’s off of backboards
with a spanish b*tch, she got no passport
had to tell that girl, “why is you mad for?”
money, is that too much to ask for?
goin’ two*hunnid, check the dashboard (skrrt)
[chorus: luisss]
hop in the spot with berettas
two*tone glocks, man, you know we gon’ wet him
can’t cuff a b*tch, my n*gga, why would i settle
yeah, your boyfriend hoppin’ out a rental
she givin’ me brain, yeah, she mess with my mental
facetime me, she need someone to vent to
she asked, “is that a gold chain ’round your neck?”
nah, told that b*tch, “this a gold medal”
i’m up, so now the opps lookin’
yeah, free all my guys out the bookings
i’ma be the richest out in brooklyn
wear his chain, yeah, you know that we took it
with his chain, man, you know that we have it
i’m with cc and we causin’ that havoc
red light, green light, we speedin’ through traffic
need a kylie jenner to my travis (why?)
hop in the spot with berettas
two*tone glocks, man, you know we gon’ wet him
can’t cuff a b*tch, my n*gga, why would i settle
yeah, your boyfriend hoppin’ out a rental
she givin’ me brain, yeah, she mess with my mental
facetime me, she need someone to vent to
she asked, “is that a gold chain ’round your neck?”
nah, told that b*tch, “this a gold medal”
[outro]
told that b*tch, “this a gold medal”
told that b*tch, “this a gold medal”
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