WAKA FLOCKA FLAME


Can't Do Golds Lyrics

Quarter million dollar cash in my guest room
Thumbing through the bands I be playing with a check
Count a cool 2 mill without breaking sweats
Hit some more ain't f**king flexin, waynebo rolex
Bricksquad monopoly, hey that's the company
Run that shit the f**k back a track
These niggas playing man we cop it
Sour top dog, we in this bitch man

[Hook]
I'm rocking rollies, I'm talking 3 of those
Bad bitches, I got plenty of those
Diamond grill, I came through the ghost
I'm riding 6's, I can do the 4's
Keep it real till I die, put it on my set
Keep it real till I die, put it on my set
Thumbing through them bands, I be playing with the checks
Keep it real till I die, put it on my set, squad!

Quarter million dollar cash in my guest room
Thumbing through the bands I be playing with a check
Count a cool 2 mill without breaking sweats
Hit some more ain't f**king flexin, waynebo rolex

Jiggin through this work, I don't have to benchpress
When they kinda worry, my dogs always love to flex
Cause he be a stone cold killa with the pistol
Run up in my ...how's your mama gonna miss you
Stay about my grizzle, thumbing through a check
Stay a real nigga, I'ma put it on my set
Fell in love with fashion, since Gucci Corvette
Nigga disrespect me, I just leave his ass wet

[Hook]
I'm rocking rollies, I'm talking 3 of those
Bad bitches, I got plenty of those
Diamond grill, I came through the ghost
I'm riding 6's, I can do the 4's
Keep it real till I die, put it on my set
Keep it real till I die, put it on my set
Thumbing through them bands, I be playing with the checks
Keep it real till I die, put it on my set, squad!

He ain't never been scared, threw a hunned on his head
Cash, bad, bad, stay real...
If I catch you slippin with my gun, black mask
I'm always f**kin hanging with no hobbies
Thumbing through the bands, I be doing that
You know I'm real nigga bitch break your f**king back
You a pussy nigga, you don't want no get back
I got war, girls back, had to live with that
Same situation get it how you live bitch
Worth a couple comments, you ain't even average
I'm flexin with d7,
Free my nigga boosie, I'm a f**kin savage

[Hook]
I'm rocking rollies, I'm talking 3 of those
Bad bitches, I got plenty of those
Diamond grill, I came through the ghost
I'm riding 6's, I can do the 4's
Keep it real till I die, put it on my set
Keep it real till I die, put it on my set
Thumbing through them bands, I be playing with the checks
Keep it real till I die, put it on my set, squad!

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Songwriter(s): Juaquin Malphurs, Joshua Luellen

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