3lite - Gold II (feat. Yung Jaxx & Andrew Tran) [Slowed] Lyrics

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Gold on my wrist and my neck
Gold on my wrist and my neck
Gold on my wrist and my neck

Gold on my wrist and my neck
Gold on my wrist and my neck
Gold on my wrist and my neck

Gold on my wrist and my neck
Had to learn to finesse
Know where I'm from don't forget
I am different from the rest

Blackin' out at the party
Sippin' on Gin with Bacardi and
I will never say sorry

Double cup of styrofoam
Wanna be left alone
Rather be on the road
Gold is all I've ever known

Never say sorry
Pull up to the party
Man I pull up in a Rarri
Feelin on your body
Yeah she a thotty

Aye that's alright with me

Yeah you've never seen a chain like this
Hurry up baby just take my pic
Reason I've been stacking cause I hit my lick
Make the money flip like a magic trick oh

Gold on my wrist
Gold on my name
Gold on my hip
Gold on my plate

Midas my touch cause your boy getting paid
Rolly my wrist cause I'm winning the game

Always stackin my economy
Pretty bitches all in front of me
West coast touching down in Venice beach
I could never make an enemy

Take you out to dinner candle lit
F*cking all night can you handle it
Always asking what my handle is
Rolling up and I take a sip

Who getting paid
You know im makin that money all day
Your boy gettin paid
Flow so explosive its like a grenade

Smoking that chronic
I could buy anything you need if you want it
I could write sonnets
Be that hand you need when you falling

This gold all up on me
She sayin oh god like its holy
Fly coast to coast to link up with the homies
I score with these bitches man I ain't no goalie

Gold on my
Gold on my

Stacking up like monopoly
All of my brothers surrounding me
Yeah Shawty she feeling me
I don't know what's the deal with me

Speaking out loud but I know no one's hearing me
I never get fazed by no enemy

Whoah counting the guap
Jugg and Finesse it don't stop
Making her scream like guitars
Whipping hard on a boulevard

My brothers go hard
We'll go far
We All Stars
Diamonds Drippin' like Voss