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Gold Tag Video (MV)




Performed By: sean
Language: English
Length: 3:05
Written by: Sean Bell




sean - Gold Tag Lyrics




Yeah
Dizzle way, yeah

Gold tag
Run up a bag
Pull up on me
U gettin dragged
Im gettin big
Don't mean to brag
Stop wit the the beef
That is the past

Pockets they filled up with Benjamin's
I'm takin off like a kid again
She just pulled up and I'm hopin in
Top on the coupe yeah I'm dropping it

Red shoes
I am the goat
Look at my drip
Doin the most
Never that crusty
No need to roast
I am a champ
Throw me a toast

Pockets they filled up with Benjamin's
I'm takin off like a kid again
She just pulled up and I'm hopin in
Top on the coupe yeah I'm dropping it

Ouuu yeah I'm from da south
All these kids keep running they mouth
Pull up you
Pointin em out
Pop off wit a hit and I'm takin him out
Pop up wit a lick and I'm takin the crown
You was on top now I'm pullin you down
8-1- trey, that is my town
Stole yo girl, no need to frown

Big bands, big band
Sink in my rap like quick sand
Talkin that smack get yo mans
My punchline got big hands
Big chips, big whip
Dizzle Tape
Big hit
Dizzle yeah, he stay lit
Money healthy
Stay fit

Gold tag
Run up a bag
Pull up on me
U gettin dragged
Im gettin big
Don't mean to brag
Stop wit the the beef
That is the past

Pockets they filled up with Benjamin's
I'm takin off like a kid again
She just pulled up and I'm hopin in
Top on the coupe yeah I'm dropping it

Red shoes
I am the goat
Look at my drip
Doin the most
Never that crusty
No need to roast
I am a champ
Throw me a toast

Pockets they filled up with Benjamin's
I'm takin off like a kid again
She just pulled up and I'm hopin in
Top on the coupe yeah I'm dropping it

Coupe be dropping
Money be poppin
Look at yo girl
Heart be stopping
I take the change
Pockets be stockin
Push on the gas
No I'm not stopping

They tryna mess up my drip (Drip)
I'm working hard no tip (Tip)
I bring em out like tip (Tip)
Then I go take me a trip (trip)

This that song for my real ones
All my friends they the real ones
Not number 2 I'm the big one
Duffle bag weigh a big ton

I take yo money then run wit it
If u try me ima crumble it
Warren moon ima fumble it
Mike Tyson ima knuckle it

Gold tag
Run up a bag
Pull up on me
U gettin dragged
Im gettin big
Don't mean to brag
Stop wit the the beef
That is the past

Pockets they filled up with Benjamin's
I'm takin off like a kid again
She just pulled up and I'm hopin in
Top on the coupe yeah I'm dropping it

Red shoes
I am the goat
Look at my drip
Doin the most
Never that crusty
No need to roast
I am a champ
Throw me a toast

Pockets they filled up with Benjamin's
I'm takin off like a kid again
She just pulled up and I'm hopin in
Top on the coupe yeah I'm dropping it
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English

Yeah
Dizzle way, yeah

Gold tag
Run up a bag
Pull up on me
U gettin dragged
Im gettin big
Don't mean to brag
Stop wit the the beef
That is the past

Pockets they filled up with Benjamin's
I'm takin off like a kid again
She just pulled up and I'm hopin in
Top on the coupe yeah I'm dropping it

Red shoes
I am the goat
Look at my drip
Doin the most
Never that crusty
No need to roast
I am a champ
Throw me a toast

Pockets they filled up with Benjamin's
I'm takin off like a kid again
She just pulled up and I'm hopin in
Top on the coupe yeah I'm dropping it

Ouuu yeah I'm from da south
All these kids keep running they mouth
Pull up you
Pointin em out
Pop off wit a hit and I'm takin him out
Pop up wit a lick and I'm takin the crown
You was on top now I'm pullin you down
8-1- trey, that is my town
Stole yo girl, no need to frown

Big bands, big band
Sink in my rap like quick sand
Talkin that smack get yo mans
My punchline got big hands
Big chips, big whip
Dizzle Tape
Big hit
Dizzle yeah, he stay lit
Money healthy
Stay fit

Gold tag
Run up a bag
Pull up on me
U gettin dragged
Im gettin big
Don't mean to brag
Stop wit the the beef
That is the past

Pockets they filled up with Benjamin's
I'm takin off like a kid again
She just pulled up and I'm hopin in
Top on the coupe yeah I'm dropping it

Red shoes
I am the goat
Look at my drip
Doin the most
Never that crusty
No need to roast
I am a champ
Throw me a toast

Pockets they filled up with Benjamin's
I'm takin off like a kid again
She just pulled up and I'm hopin in
Top on the coupe yeah I'm dropping it

Coupe be dropping
Money be poppin
Look at yo girl
Heart be stopping
I take the change
Pockets be stockin
Push on the gas
No I'm not stopping

They tryna mess up my drip (Drip)
I'm working hard no tip (Tip)
I bring em out like tip (Tip)
Then I go take me a trip (trip)

This that song for my real ones
All my friends they the real ones
Not number 2 I'm the big one
Duffle bag weigh a big ton

I take yo money then run wit it
If u try me ima crumble it
Warren moon ima fumble it
Mike Tyson ima knuckle it

Gold tag
Run up a bag
Pull up on me
U gettin dragged
Im gettin big
Don't mean to brag
Stop wit the the beef
That is the past

Pockets they filled up with Benjamin's
I'm takin off like a kid again
She just pulled up and I'm hopin in
Top on the coupe yeah I'm dropping it

Red shoes
I am the goat
Look at my drip
Doin the most
Never that crusty
No need to roast
I am a champ
Throw me a toast

Pockets they filled up with Benjamin's
I'm takin off like a kid again
She just pulled up and I'm hopin in
Top on the coupe yeah I'm dropping it
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Writer: Sean Bell
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