Goldy - Intellectual

[Intro]

Who the fuck you—

[Chorus]

Who the fuck you talking to?

I tell you who I'm talking to

A bitch who never felt like me

Everything I do, it come in doubles

So she made my drink a double

And they double-take us every time we leave

Benjamin Franky on the hundred

Benjamin Goldey, got a ton ‘em

Benjamins gotta stick with each other

One get folded in my jeans

The other get folder in her jеans

It’s Goldy

[Post-Chorus]

Goldy, Goldy, Goldy, Goldy

Goldy, Goldy, Goldy (Goldy)

Goldy, Goldy, Goldy, Goldy

Goldy, Goldy, Goldy

Goldy, Goldy

[Verse 1]

Daddy never put the dеvil in the details

'Cause he put it in my momma tummy (Tummy)

Everyone I meet I turn into a product of me (Of me)

Not a fan of change, 'cause that shit is pocket money

All the curly haired Massachusett

Women with designer hoodies and attitudes

Know they got at least one of ‘em from me

At least one of 'em love me, at least three in denial

Won't see me for a while, but hate comes in a wave

And they riding the wave

They say I am the wave, so ain’t it funny?

Deviled eggs in my momma tummy (Tummy)

No, it wasn’t breakfast, but I came out hella hungry (Hungry)

They ask how much I make (Make, ha-ha)

I don’t pillow talk (Talk), it's all pillow talk

'Cause every night I sleep on a bed of money

I don’t rest well, I don’t ride the bench well

Twenty-three hundred worth of fabric

Just to be on the cat who hasn’t ever dressed well

I don’t take offense well, but I got a tall fence

Just so I can talk less, talk less

[Chorus]

Who the fuck you talking to?

I tell you who I'm talking to

A bitch who never felt like me

Everything I do, it come in doubles

So she made my drink a double

And they double-take us every time we leave

Benjamin Franky on the hundred

Benjamin Goldey, got a ton ‘em

Benjamins gotta stick with each other

One get folded in my jeans

The other get folder in her jeans

It’s Goldy

[Post-Chorus]

Goldy, Goldy, Goldy, Goldy

Goldy, Goldy, Goldy (Goldy)

Goldy, Goldy, Goldy, Goldy

Goldy, Goldy, Goldy

Goldy, Goldy

[Verse 2]

Mama never judge a book by its cover

But she met the judge when I got booked (Booked)

Never woulda thought she raised me up to be a crook (Crook)

I know God had a sense of humor when I was born

'Cause I didn’t like sports

But I still brought out the whole family to see me in court

I had BB's for a toy, now it’s VV's on the ring

She got DD's in the shirt, I want RR's on the whips (Whips)

Drink to celebrate, I might hit AA when I’m older

I got FF on my shoulder, Fendy jacket, got the receipt

That I CC'd to my lawyer (Lawyer)

George Washington, my girls see me every quarter (Quarter)

Every few months 'cause I travel so much

You don’t get bored much

When you’re over every boarder

I'm a mover, I don’t sit well

I don’t play the bitch well

Seven men who make sure that it’s safe in here

Just to protect someone who handle drinks well

Feeling like I’m Chris Bale, looking like I’m Batman

Black car, black card in my hand

[Bridge]

Black car, black—

Who the f—, who the f—

Black car, black—

Who the fuck you—

Black car, black—

Who the fuck you—

[Chorus]

Who the fuck you talking to?

I tell you who I'm talking to

A bitch who never felt like me

Everything I do, it come in doubles

So she made my drink a double

And they double-take us every time we leave

Benjamin Franky on the hundred

Benjamin Goldey, got a ton ‘em

Benjamins gotta stick with each other

One get folded in my jeans

The other get folder in her jeans

It’s Goldy

[Outro]

Goldy, Goldy, Goldy, Goldy

Goldy, Goldy, Goldy (Goldy)

Goldy, Goldy, Goldy, Goldy

Goldy, Goldy, Goldy (Goldy)

Goldy, Goldy

Goldy, Goldy, Goldy, Goldy

Goldy, Goldy, Goldy