[Intro: GoldenBoy CountUp]

Golden

Ayy

CountUp

Ayy

[Verse 1: GoldenBoy Countup]

Dope boy, real Florida nigga, I be talkin' drugs

Five bitches with me, I'm in Cali lookin' for the plug

Nigga, I got a hundred K in blues, we ain't takin' dubs

Could've fucked that pussy nigga bitch, it's showing fake love

Shades on, put somewhere in Gucci, I run this trap, nigga

Nigga want to have a money war but my sack bigger

Word 'round town they done iced the new crack, nigga

Please don't take no picture of my dog, he done smacked niggas

Five years ago, me and my niggas had bricks of molly

Pussy nigga drive me so I'm finna buy his bitch a body

Walk inside my trap, it's all white, bitch, I'm feelin' godly

Skrrt, I desеrved a hundred P's out that new Monty

2016, I was takin' P's up to Tali

Cuz, wе ain't waitin' on them nigga, we finna go to Cali

I'ma fuck this bitch like a dog, she gon' call me daddy

I ain't sprayin' Creed, this Baccarat and I'm wearin' Bali

Nigga, I got a condo in the sky lookin' at the city

Golden, why you dancin' on that brick like you P. Diddy?

I ain't finna argue with no nigga that ain't seen fifty

Nigga, we ain't talkin' 'bout no feature when we remixing

Nigga, common sense, keep your stick when you in that jungle

Golden, you be really pushing P's and you don't know Gunna

Nigga, I got cash money on me, number-one stunna

Fifty P's in each trash bag, put 'em in the dumpster

Two-hundred thousand in my hand, I'm with the wise guys

Boss talk at the round table in the skyrise

Nigga, we got P's, we got pills, pussy sell pies

We done plugged the whole city up, let's take it worldwide

Tell the plug ain't need to tighten up, we sell that shit fast

I'ma have to sell 'em dog shit, I'm runnin' out of bags

Nigga, you was talkin' dog shit, now running out of cash

Nigga, I got a quarter million on me, this a nigga stash

[Verse 2: Doe Boy]

Young rich nigga, all I do is pop boss shit

Go opp shopping, broke boys barely caught shit

He ain't got no money, I'm confused why he talk shit

Need to start a kennel, got a pocket full of dog shit

Why you playin' with me? Bitch, I'm playin' with a check

Never been a pussy, bitch, you playin' with a threat

VVs on my neck, yeah, covered in baguettes

Ain't talkin' water fountains, push a button, he get wet (Oh really?)

I got dog shit in my pocket, need a vet

I've been rag racin', first place, never second

I ain't with the textin', send bullets, get the message

I ain't talkin' sell it, I be saucin' when I'm dressing

Thumbin' through the cheddar for the cheese, got a fetish

Hit it with the fetty, can't believe how he stretched it (Oh really?)

Can't believe how he finessed it

Nigga popped that Perky, gon' regret it (Haha)

[Outro: Doe Boy]

Big ol' ready, big dog