[Intro]

Gold thangs, scrapin' up the corner

Never ride without it, so you better keep it on ya

Suckers steady hatin' on the player, not the game

Bitches want some dick, there's some things you cannot change

[Chorus]

Gold thangs, scrapin' up the corner

Never ride without it so you better keep it on ya

Suckers steady hatin' on the player, not the game

Bitches want some dick, there's some things you cannot change, uh

Gold thangs, scrapin' up the corner

Never ride without it so you better keep it on ya

Suckers steady hatin' on the player, not the game

Bitches want some dick, there's some things you cannot change, uh

[Verse 1]

Ayy, gold things cuttin' up the block, I'm on some larger shit

Penny pinchin' bitches hangin' on my nuts to catch me slippin'

Tippin' up my styrofoam, sip on my Fanta with a twist

Light me up some sticky green and pour myself another fifth

Jump up out my work and swing them dollars, bitch, I'm 'bout my funds

Cashin' in a hundred bands, now watch me make this whole new one

Rami take your plate and eat your food and leave you with the crumbs

Mind my fitted, Rolex hittin', watch how this young player stunt

Gold-white Lexus looking like it's an imported whip

My money ain't no president, just some player who know some shit

I'm the ace of spades, I promise you won't taste nothin this crisp

How you wanting wars, but you too scared to take any risk?

[Chorus]

Gold thangs, scrapin' up the corner

Never ride without it so you better keep it on ya

Suckers steady hatin' on the player, not the game

Bitches want some dick, there's some things you cannot change, uh

Gold thangs, scrapin' up the corner

Never ride without it so you better keep it on ya

Suckers steady hatin' on the player, not the game

Bitches want some dick, there's some things you cannot change, uh

[Verse 2]

Purple Passion Escalade, natural oak wood grain steering wheels

Fifty thousand in my pocket, Patek cold and platinum grills

Gentle whips and in my cup, now, watch it, baby, don't you spill

Spinnin' shit straight into gold, call me lil' Rami Rumpelstilt'

I'm too magnificent, break me my off my dividends (My dividends)

Hoping you can find a player like me, no equivalent

Your bitch promiscuous, I'm fucking from distances

You tell her you love her, but every night she come to me on some dirty malicious shit

Ten thousand dollars in my garbage, it's just too much paper

"Rami, where you get your fit? That's pimpin'," I got proper tailors

Watch me make this hole in one, like everything in life, I ace it

Midas touch, when you see Rami, next you know, I up in faces

[Chorus]

Gold thangs, scrapin' up the corner

Never ride without it so you better keep it on ya

Suckers steady hatin' on the player, not the game

Bitches want some dick, there's some things you cannot change, uh

Gold thangs, scrapin' up the corner

Never ride without it so you better keep it on ya

Suckers steady hatin' on the player, not the game

Bitches want some dick, there's some things you cannot change, uh