[Verse 1, Goldenboy]
Spit it right I kick a cypher with a spliff
Danging from my lips,
Gang of kids living different cycles, same
Mic
Slang contributed from many source, thanks
Gimme yours, if we hang again I’ll give it back to him,even
Score settle back, war stories, yo if it’s black
Call the kettle that
Old glory, oh golly, tremble glass jello
Young crazy opposites, Hollywood drama
Playin in my thoughts
Watchin’ us, blur like mirage does
Stop the tape, put it on pause, gotta break
Them tabs off, most broads get erased fast
Odd, but I’m glad I could tape that
Little clique sippin shitmix straight out the
Liqs cabinet
Strange after taste, did magic, elixir
Goldilocks sittin on the dock of the bay, and
French kissed her
Ever since then old flame went away, no
Sweat
I never looked at that bench the same way, and
Weed spots were once just parking lots
Teeth gots braces floss, gold fleece was
Jason and the argonauts
Ex-GFs in the future, used to be, a cute
Smile, eye contact
Should I step, holla back, Hi, let’s talk
Sometime soon super
I'm a buy myself wine coolers
(CHORUS)
Yo what up
This is doo wop
Stick around for the end
Pitchin moola
Tip a drop of the scotch
You might forget me
But in any event
You the dutchess
[Verse 2, Goldenboy]
Shit changes, people they switch, when it's a
Hit make sequels
All that stay fixed is me
So it repeats, those Days of our lives is
Breezin' by, peeps die, get rich, cheat on their
Wifes Marry ill bitch, pregnant with aliens, evil
Twins, come back to life, clone babies in
Their ladyfriends' ovaries
Yo, but we leave the show mo frequently than
Most, meet again, only when the season
Ends
What a friend, they got what they needed
From us
I guess we got what we needed from them
Crush come and go, walk clutchin hands as
We stroll Once it got rough, the tough get rollin and
Don’t look back
Stolen my heart, like a bucket of gold, fuck it
I’m Gold, and have mad luck I’m stoked
Seems great just to be able to say I knew
That dip, we sipped beers it’s been ages but
I’m risin a cheers, Shit
[Verse 3, Goldenboy]
Then the same veneer lips make sick shapes
And ain’t a lot changed, since I’ve been away
Dear
Just age, is just a digit yo I have faith, all you
Chicks that I cliqued with would want to wrap
Your legs around this dick
Life is just piss sprayin mirrors washin
Lipstick, erasin’ all the gossip and mischief
I got it in my brain, the Specifics, and ain’t
Lettin’ this rearrange, even if it’s just not
Realistic
Wish it could take me back, that appleberry
Cider, the same we tapped
Yo the blue shit take me back like music
Many dames I knew, my life, they passed
Through this
And cheeba take me back, that Zima, Alize
And champagne we tapped
Yo the bud bong takes me back like love
Songs, many dusks we just stayed up till sun
Dawned
One love yall
