"Can't Do Golds" lyrics

"Can't Do Golds"
(from "Mollywood" soundtrack)

808 Mafia

I'm rocking Rollies, I'm talking three of those (Flex)
Bad bitches (Okay), I got plenty of those (You know)
Diamond grill (Stunna), I can't do the golds (Haha)
I'm riding sixes (Flex), I can't do the fours (Flocka)
Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set (Turn up)
Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set (Flocka)
Thumbing through the bands (Bands), I be playin' with the check (Flex)
Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set (Squad)

Quarter million dollars cash in my guest room (Turn up)
Thumbing through the bands, I be playin' with the check (Flocka)
Count a cool two mill without breaking sweats
Bitch, I'm always fucking flexing, wearing gold Rolex
Chinnin' through this work, I don't have to bench press (Ah-ah)
When it come to work, my dogs always love to flex (Flex)
You see me, he a stone cold killer with the pistol (Commando)
Run up in my stash house, your mama gon' miss you
Stay up on my grizzle (Flocka), thumbing through a check (Okay)
Stay a real nigga, I'ma put it on my set
Fell in love in fast cars since Gucci Corvette (Nyoom)
Nigga disrespect me, I'll just leave his ass wet (Wet)

I'm rocking Rollies, I'm talking three of those (Flex)
Bad bitches (Okay), I got plenty of those (You know)
Diamond grill (Stunna), I can't do the golds (Haha)
I'm riding sixes (Flex), I can't do the fours (Flocka)
Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set (Turn up)
Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set (Flocka)
Thumbing through the bands (Bands), I be playin' with the check (Flex)
Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set (Squad)

He ain't never been scared 'til a hundred on his head (Kill 'em)
Catch that bastard, where his son is? (It's yo' ass!)
If I catch you slipping, where my gun is? (Blaow, blaow, blaow, blaow)
I'm always fucking hanging with the Robins
Thumbing through the bands, I be doing that (You know)
I'm a real nigga, bitch, break your fucking back (Back)
You a pussy nigga, you don't want no get back (Pussy)
I got robbed, bounce back, had to live with that (Hahahaha)
Same situation, get it how you live, bitch (Okay)
Worth a couple of commas, you ain't even average (Flocka)
I'm flexing, Randy Savage (Squad)
Free my nigga Boosie, I'm a fucking savage (Flocka)

I'm rocking Rollies, I'm talking three of those (Flex)
Bad bitches (Okay), I got plenty of those (You know)
Diamond grill (Stunna), I can't do the golds (Haha)
I'm riding sixes (Flex), I can't do the fours (Flocka)
Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set (Turn up)
Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set (Flocka)
Thumbing through the bands (Bands), I be playin' with the check (Flex)
Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set (Squad)


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