GOLDA - Slick Woods Lyrics

Brand new fade
All gold chains and Bathing Apes
Can't see straight through them big ass shades
Damn she payed
Pants sagging
My boxers look good on you
I swear to god

Whoo, Whoo, Whooo
I'm calling out your name, say I'm sorry
Please come back, back
Take it fast lane, new Ferrari
Bands stacked, 10 racks

I just want my girl be like Slick Woods
No bra under her Fenty race suit
I think I found my prototype in you
Looking good while you're making big moves

Can't do the things we do,
When god is up
Can't do the things we do
With you in my, you in my world
In a summer coat
And your cherry pops
When the sun is low
And you're drunk as f*ck
Too drunk to conversate
And you compensate
But It feels real good

Whoo, Whoo, Whooo
I'm calling out your name, say I'm sorry
Please come back, back
Take it fast lane, new Ferrari
Bands stacked, 10 racks

I just want my girl be like Slick Woods
No bra under her Fenty race suit
I think I found my prototype in you
Looking good while you're making big moves