Gold Man - Wooster (feat. Don Debonair) Lyrics

I got up at 5, wasn't feeling so right
I looked at my watch, came up short for the night
Got 2 simple rules, you know it's on sight
Rule #1 never back down for nothin
Rule #2 if you f*ckin' you f*ckin'
But don't get that money mixed up with the rules
I got a new hoe she ain't f*ckin' you fools
Cuz this is our life, expensive with jewels
Imma earn a Paték and your bitch will go wet
Counterfeit all the money machine is your debt
Soon 20 to feel I'm so proud of my life
I'm still at the start tryna ease up my strife
Grinding all night imma put up a fight
Don't reach in my safe let the fire ignite
She wants a birkin I'll give her the werkin'

This the BABUSHKA GANG CREW

Yeah I'm Goldman with a G
Nasty bitches get away from me
Got my swagger from the beat
Fake doubloones keep away from me
Half a million for the education
When you broke, you got no relation
BGC on the way
Chanel scarf just for me
And I got a Gucci watch
Bling, bling ain't no touch
Moscow weather is it cold much?
Tell my story, motivate much
For who got a fire in they're heart
Hussle, hussle, yeah from the start
Hussle, Hussle, yeah from the start

This the BABUSHKA GANG CREW

F*ck the bitches that gon' play you
I'm just duckin' all the hate to
Live with passion and await to
Put the scarf on my face
I got bitches they ain't tryna play
Put my heart in the safe
They lyin' to me, yeah not today
Fakin' money, yeah not today
Betraying homies, yeah not today
Shoutout to A$AP, yeah
Flacko season, yeah it's on its way
Wooster baby, yeah no delay
Pretty bitches from the bay
Santorini on the way
I got bro's they with me
They will never take the bait
Yeah