Stay Gold (Smiff & Cash Remix)

Ayy

I got a bad girl
Got a brain with an ass, girl
She got a mean bop, I gotta lean it the way I want
And I get it like gold
G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D, it's gold
G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D, that's gold
I got a good thing with a bad bitch, that's rare, bitch
She don't even like you hoes, she'll walk in the room, take air, bitch
Gold
G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D, it's gold
G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D, that's gold

Gold digger like them old bitches
Gold Rollie got more riches
Gold teeth when I'm in them trenches
Got gold records, I been did it
Got gold all on my neck to my clip ring
Got gold way before Wayne had said "bling, bling"
Gold with the diamond cut VVS
Gold all on me, won't see me stress
Goals, I conquered it like what's next?
Gold on my Jesus piece, I'm so blessed
Got gold, yellow gold, white gold, and rose gold
Got gold, fuck with me, I'm taking your gold
Huh, used to dream of this
Now I'm on tour and receiving chips
Partying with whores and receiving lips
Queen of my city and I mean that shit
Got gold, so much you think that I sold pounds of gold
R. Kelly, hoes gave him golden showers
Rock gold with my Prada swag
Got gold in my Gucci bag
Cop gold when I blow a bag
Old gold I forgot I had
Gold all between these big pig legs, ho
Gold on my tongue, ring like gold hair, ho

I got a bad girl
Got a brain with an ass, girl
She got a mean bop, I gotta lean it the way I want
And I get it like gold
G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D, it's gold
G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D, that's gold
I got a good thing with a bad bitch, that's rare, bitch
She don't even like you hoes, she'll walk in the room, take air, bitch
Gold
G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D, it's gold
G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D, that's gold

Gold is shiny, gold is fun
Somethin' like taking gold with gun
Heart ain't gold if it don't like us
But gold with the gold don't fuck it up
Gold and boy, man, good as gold
Gold the root is don't lose your soul
Piss on power, golden shower
Gold will raise the sun, gold my throat
Selling my gold, going for the gold
'Fore G get old and his heart grow cold
I go, go, go, for every year my career was slower
It seemed that it wouldn't go
And you should know we pitch these rhymes like smokes
Like lavender, like Mannix 9-5
And now we shine just like 80 gold teeth
From Greenbriar in 9-9

Can't be broke when you own gold rope
Pawn shops offer cash for those
Cash is fake, though, gold'll prove
Make my own gold, golden goose
Run down yellow brick road towards riches
Just be sure to not trust no witches
It's a golden age, it's now go and admit it
All this gold is not gold that glitters
36 Inch Cubans as I'm moving through Cuba
With a half a key of gold on my neck, shit
Call me Gaddafi and pay me in gold
'Cause your money ain't really worth shit
Just a piece of paper promoting propaganda
To keep you in debt and on your dick
I see these dope boys had shit right all along
Put gold on them and they bitch

I got a bad girl
Got a brain with an ass, girl
She got a mean bop, I gotta lean it the way I want
And I get it like gold
G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D, it's gold
G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D, that's gold
I got a good thing with a bad bitch, that's rare, bitch
She don't even like you hoes, she'll walk in the room, take air, bitch
Gold
G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D, it's gold
G-O-L-D, G-O-L-D, that's gold
Gold