Gold Chains & Vintage lyrics
Gold chains and vintage, gold chains and vintage
Gold chains and vintage I don't care the price I spend it Gold chains and vintage, gold chains and vintage Gold chains and vintage I'm flying round and I'm getting it x 2 I get a lot of money nigga so you know I spend it Snap back and tattoos, gold chains and vintage Riding and getting it in a private jet Flying through the clouds vintage on my chest Niggas know that I'm paid, check your bitch to get laid Sod what I made, niggas working like slaves Talking down you get hate, talking down... This heat on my waist,... you know I got taste man Your girl yeah we take that, all the money we scrape that We take the car and we scrape back It's big money, big watches and ear rings Take your girl and I do my thang Sod niggas out with lean, yeah Gold chains and vintage, gold chains and vintage Gold chains and vintage I don't care the price I spend it Gold chains and vintage, gold chains and vintage Gold chains and vintage I'm flying round and I'm getting it x 2 I went to fucking paris, had a ball main Had some denim man new jacket, that's ball main All white, with the spikes And a brand new zipper on me bitch I think I might Flexing go hard with your bitch She know she taking suck dick She say she wanna take a pic I give her more than a pic I gave her more than this dick It's sod who I'm with We riding round getting paid Sod our game, I cashed up for real dawg I designed this fashion I... to go from platinum, them diamonds worth we stacking I did kill the game, came back and revived the game Came through with the gold chain And the vintage all with chanel frames, oh Gold chains and vintage, gold chains and vintage Gold chains and vintage I don't care the price I spend it Gold chains and vintage, gold chains and vintage Gold chains and vintage I'm flying round and I'm getting it x 2 I know my fashion dog, I know the streets Xx covers the magazine I go hard everyday on shopping sprees Every time I cop they blog about me Brand new shades, cost 4 stacks Louie briefcase cost gold rack Ride around and flying round Everybody know I'm flying round The king's here, give me a title now I'm seat back and I'm pouring loud Everywhere I go dog you know that I spend it Plus this kush I smoke got me air... that generous Soulja boy tell them I kill every rapper You say that you fresh up but homie I'm... Look dre I kill this, this is incredible You go see rappers that looking so edible I eat them, hell yeah I eat them These niggas unborn, something like fetus Catch me going hard on your girl with penis Nigga I'm on fire, smoking weed... Ok, shit hard on the rap game, 2 straps like max payne, I'm going hard for my campaign It's sod in the fast lane Going hard on the booth main, Soulja boy got the juice maine But I got on 4 chains, but much respect to 2 chainz Soulja boy... shittin on the beat main I hit the block and everything up on the beat Complete main, from the feat main... To my watch main, and my ear dog I'm coming in, every year dog I don't think you hear me, sipping on this henny Sippin on this... everything on the floor ... on my 23 million, I'm hurting somebody's feelings Gold chain and bitches
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