Superstaar Beats - Gold lyrics

(Chrous) Everything I own is plated in solid gold, my raps are f**ing cold, like indiana - subzero, now i got all these chicks, they in heat they want my dick, but sh** they all want kids, because one day I'ma be f**ing rich (Verse 1) Well damn, I'm beyond faded And to be honest I think Wayne is a little bit over rated sh** I'm wasted, I guess it comes with the job Furry mother f**er my nickname is chops f** the cops, Ima grow my crop, my house is called the weed shop Remember that when I get locked up, stop in and say what's up Well sh**, where do I go from that? Doesn't really matter as long as i can rap, rock snapbacks, and have a dime sack, f** this beat because it's a trap Put in work, put in work, f** with this kid you gonna get murked, leave you in the dirt, put on red alert, spit another verse, holdin up the clerk, grab em by the shirt, put the money in the bag and you won't get hurt Pop another perc, let me see you twerk, gonna make her squirt, trying to get head while smoking a blunt, f**ed her to 2 chains now she calls me 2 nuts! Hit and quit, but I stay to bust, not to long that p**y may rust, angel dust and mary jane, high as f** like I'm on a plane, c**aine train all aboard that good sh** that you can't afford, ill make a million than a mill more, ATG 2 0 1 4 (Chrous) Everything I own is plated in solid gold, my raps are f**ing cold, like indiana - subzero, now i got all these chicks, they in heat they want my dick, but sh** they all want kids, because one day ima be f**ing rich (Verse 2) My dynasty, I'm rap royalty, 20 bucks for f**ing royalties, 4 minutes though to k** this beat, I'm a beast to say the least, k**in em on repeat, dead bodies deceased, mixtape released, f** the police, stacks increased to 40k makin money that's like everyday Gold teeth with gold chains, designer tees and diamond rings, I got platinum on platinum, my girl straight for Maxim, skeet shot her with my revolver magnum, she thought that the act was random, but she must've heard my new album, so she got in my black phantom! Got them bandz I had her dancin, in my vans the latest fashion, smooth criminal there's no traction, James Franco lights, camera, action. that Sour D it had me gasin' - chiefin' we ain't pa**in', take a hit and start rappin', sloppy seconds here's a napkin ha