"CLUB BEAT" lyrics
Lil' bad shorty tryna talk to ya
Ain't no benny boys that's gon' kill for ya
[?] When I'm here for ya
Turn back time if I could for ya
Easy, take it easy, baby
Boy in the whip with the temp' all hazy
Purp-colored weed when the light look crazy
Slow down, but I ain't tryna be patient
Strap a leash [?], yuh
Made a milli from the rap, yuh
Where we goin', tryn' see what the cost for
Never round, but I'll call when the night fall
Speed the highway, might crash, whiplash
Hella [?], but don't care when that bitch bad
And her head good - hadda switch pads
Hella bands thrown on top when that jet land
Always had jet-lag, now my head fucked up
I'm a real young nigga, girl you're lucked up
(Shawty starin' at the club like she want some)
(In her ear when I'm on, I can't pick one)
Yeah, Enoch, Enoch
Young L.A for the [?]
Shawty bad as fuck, so I keep her secret
Like crip-walk, real body-bottom
Like criss-cross, fuck her fore' I dip off
Lil' bad shorty tryna talk to ya
Ain't no benny boys that's gon' kill for ya
[?] When I'm here for ya
Turn back time if I could for ya
Easy, take it easy, baby
Boy in the whip with the temp' all hazy
Purp-colored weed when the light look crazy
Slow down, but I ain't tryna be patient
Lil' bad shorty tryna talk to ya
Ain't no benny boys that's gon' kill for ya
[?] When I'm here for ya
Turn back time if I could for ya
Easy, take it easy, baby
Boy in the whip with the temp' all hazy
Purp-colored weed when the light look crazy
Slow down, but I ain't tryna be patient
Girl go down, head to the back
You ain't clean shit, give me that
Goldlink, Goldlink with a [?]
New link, 3-D printed with a purple gat
No news, ring a nigga been got rid of that
If he rap, why he treat your ass just like that
Hip-hop ran a hundred times
Gimme rap, gimme clout, gimme more
Ion' want your give-me dabs
Someone bring my city back
Face down that pussy when I'm far from it
(Boy you better know, nigga I ain't run it)
(Got the industry shook, my guy comin')
(Make him feel safe, like I died or somethin')
Black college model, but she speak french
Brown skin, when she rides home, get a dark tan
Dark tint ridin' round with [?], they can't stop him
Accent got em' all lost with a MAC-10, back-spin
Goldlink working on the future
My figure, drug dealer
Suit & Tie nigga
Gotta represent
(You ain' know he tied to the back)
Man, I can
We all across the globe
Better ask somebody
And if you don't know
Aye, Gold, let em' know
Ain't no benny boys that's gon' kill for ya
[?] When I'm here for ya
Turn back time if I could for ya
Easy, take it easy, baby
Boy in the whip with the temp' all hazy
Purp-colored weed when the light look crazy
Slow down, but I ain't tryna be patient
Strap a leash [?], yuh
Made a milli from the rap, yuh
Where we goin', tryn' see what the cost for
Never round, but I'll call when the night fall
Speed the highway, might crash, whiplash
Hella [?], but don't care when that bitch bad
And her head good - hadda switch pads
Hella bands thrown on top when that jet land
Always had jet-lag, now my head fucked up
I'm a real young nigga, girl you're lucked up
(Shawty starin' at the club like she want some)
(In her ear when I'm on, I can't pick one)
Yeah, Enoch, Enoch
Young L.A for the [?]
Shawty bad as fuck, so I keep her secret
Like crip-walk, real body-bottom
Like criss-cross, fuck her fore' I dip off
Lil' bad shorty tryna talk to ya
Ain't no benny boys that's gon' kill for ya
[?] When I'm here for ya
Turn back time if I could for ya
Easy, take it easy, baby
Boy in the whip with the temp' all hazy
Purp-colored weed when the light look crazy
Slow down, but I ain't tryna be patient
Lil' bad shorty tryna talk to ya
Ain't no benny boys that's gon' kill for ya
[?] When I'm here for ya
Turn back time if I could for ya
Easy, take it easy, baby
Boy in the whip with the temp' all hazy
Purp-colored weed when the light look crazy
Slow down, but I ain't tryna be patient
Girl go down, head to the back
You ain't clean shit, give me that
Goldlink, Goldlink with a [?]
New link, 3-D printed with a purple gat
No news, ring a nigga been got rid of that
If he rap, why he treat your ass just like that
Hip-hop ran a hundred times
Gimme rap, gimme clout, gimme more
Ion' want your give-me dabs
Someone bring my city back
Face down that pussy when I'm far from it
(Boy you better know, nigga I ain't run it)
(Got the industry shook, my guy comin')
(Make him feel safe, like I died or somethin')
Black college model, but she speak french
Brown skin, when she rides home, get a dark tan
Dark tint ridin' round with [?], they can't stop him
Accent got em' all lost with a MAC-10, back-spin
Goldlink working on the future
My figure, drug dealer
Suit & Tie nigga
Gotta represent
(You ain' know he tied to the back)
Man, I can
We all across the globe
Better ask somebody
And if you don't know
Aye, Gold, let em' know
