"Gold" lyrics
GRiZ & Cherub Lyrics
Talking can be such a waste of time
You say everything with both your eyes
Having all these thoughts, I can't deny
Baby, bring your body close to mine
It feels so right
Yeah, don't be shy
'Cause there's no time
Why don't we dance slow on the floor, later we'll get physical
Let's go do some stupid shit, I just popped a roll
You got me fucked up so beautiful, got me feeling spiritual
Ooh, I'm hype, raised my price, put my name in gold, oh yeah
Put my name in gold, oh yeah
You got me in the palm of your hand
Sweating to these mother fucking jams, oh yeah
I know that your love's in high demand
Even though I'm high, I understand it
Talking can be such a waste of time
You say everything with both your eyes
Having all these thoughts, I can't deny
Baby, bring your body close to mine
It feels so right
Yeah, don't be shy
'Cause there's no time
Why don't we dance slow on the floor, later we'll get physical
Get drunk for the hell of it, yeah, I'm on a roll
You got me fucked up so beautiful, got me feeling spiritual
Ooh, I'm hype, raised my price, put my name in gold, oh yeah
Put my name in gold, oh yeah
Sweating to these mother fucking jams, oh yeah
Put my name in gold, oh yeah
You say everything with both your eyes
Having all these thoughts, I can't deny
Baby, bring your body close to mine
It feels so right
Yeah, don't be shy
'Cause there's no time
Why don't we dance slow on the floor, later we'll get physical
Let's go do some stupid shit, I just popped a roll
You got me fucked up so beautiful, got me feeling spiritual
Ooh, I'm hype, raised my price, put my name in gold, oh yeah
Put my name in gold, oh yeah
You got me in the palm of your hand
Sweating to these mother fucking jams, oh yeah
I know that your love's in high demand
Even though I'm high, I understand it
Talking can be such a waste of time
You say everything with both your eyes
Having all these thoughts, I can't deny
Baby, bring your body close to mine
It feels so right
Yeah, don't be shy
'Cause there's no time
Why don't we dance slow on the floor, later we'll get physical
Get drunk for the hell of it, yeah, I'm on a roll
You got me fucked up so beautiful, got me feeling spiritual
Ooh, I'm hype, raised my price, put my name in gold, oh yeah
Put my name in gold, oh yeah
Sweating to these mother fucking jams, oh yeah
Put my name in gold, oh yeah
Writer(s): Jordan Kelley, Grant Kwiecinski, Ivan Jackson
