Uh, uh, uh
All gold uh, uh, uh, uh
All gold!
I ain’t fuck with no bitches, bitches
We ain’t taking no pictures, pictures
Smoke weed and blow kisses (blow kisses)
Top speed and go missing (go missing)
You should be embarrassed (embarrassed)
Talking about me (about me)
Just shopping in Paris (Paris)
Minding my business (my business)!
Chorus:
It’s just gold on my chain (my chain)
Gold all on my reign (my ring)
Gold all on my watch (my watch)
Don’t believe me just watch, bitch!
Yes, I’m still shopping like fucking, let’s get it
Hate, but you love me, you just can’t admit it
It’s just gold on my chain (my chain)
Gold all on my reign (my ring)
Gold all on my watch (my watch)
Don’t believe me just watch!
Nigga, nigga, nigga!
It’s just gold on my chain (my chain)
Gold all on my reign (my ring)
Gold all on my watch (my watch)
Don’t believe me just watch!
Nigga, nigga, nigga!
Gold chain, gold ring, gold ring
Stepping out and all go Channel
Go grill, go yeah, stay fly,
Said he wanna fly me around the whole world!
DJ, champagne, not me
Plus I found a king with a chauffeur
Blunt bitches, far back!
So what? Plus you Jose, put it no work!
What, what, what?
Why you’re talking all that shit?
Honestly, I don’t give a fuck
You won’t catch me with no broke nigga
I ain’t taking no pictures, no!
Middle finger to these bitches
Pot, pot to molly…
Uh, all that sees me as Cassy, yeah
Fly bitches, get money!
Chorus:
It’s just gold on my chain (my chain)
Gold all on my reign (my ring)
Gold all on my watch (my watch)
Don’t believe me just watch!
Nigga, nigga, nigga!
It’s just gold on my chain (my chain)
Gold all on my reign (my ring)
Gold all on my watch (my watch)
Don’t believe me just watch!
Nigga, nigga, nigga
Three bad bitches, but we’re mention though
With the top chopped off like Cassie, hoe
If your money land on me, then my pussy lame
And my clique all stars, no rookie game
But as she get tour, on my decor
Had the scream rich bitch shit…
24 karats gold is how we gonna…
Keep them spinning like a mother fucking Marry Gold
Queen Arrow, bring sorrow, coffee… Bugatti, a queen borrowed
Starbucks, cost racks, my queen sip, ace play your card, slut!
Hard top, soft top, that’s the tough core
Hundred bottles of Ciroc, that’s a… call
Body cold, hard code, fuck around and get my haters sipping all gold!
Chorus:
It’s just gold on my chain (my chain)
Gold all on my reign (my ring)
Gold all on my watch (my watch)
Don’t believe me just watch!
Nigga, nigga, nigga!
It’s just gold on my chain (my chain)
Gold all on my reign (my ring)
Gold all on my watch (my watch)
Don’t believe me just watch!
Nigga, nigga, nigga
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