Goldie Lyrics - Longlivea$ap - Asap Rocky

I said it must be cause a nigga got dough 

Extraordinary swag and a mouth full of gold 

Hoes at my shows they be strippin' off they clothes 

And them college girls write a nigga name on they toes 

Niggas talk shit 'til they get lockjaw 

Chrome to ya dome 'til ya get glockjaw 

Party like a cowboy or a rockstar 

Everybody play the tough guy 'til shit pop off 

Let's take it to the basis, you in the midst of greatness 

My Martin was a Maison, rocked Margielas with no laces 

Cristal go by the cases, wait hold up that was racist 

I would prefer the Aces, ain't no different when you taste it 

A 40 ounce to chase it, that's just a understatement 

I'm early to the party, but my 'Rari is the latest 

Somehow it seems girls in they late teens 

Remind me your favorite jeans cause they naked cause you famous 

Life's a mothafucka, ain't it? These other rappers ain't us 

So tell me what your name is, I'mma tell it to my stainless 

You aim it 'fore you bang it let that banger leave you brainless 

It's just me, myself, and I and mothafuckas that I came with 

Miscellaneous niggas wanna hate on me 

Until I tell 'em to they face they ain't no G 

Low key, niggas mad cause I'm smooth puffin' Zig Zags 

Tell 'em quit the riff raff bitchin' with your bitch ass 

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I said it must be cause a nigga got dough 

Extraordinary swag and a mouth full of gold 

Hoes at my shows they be strippin' off they clothes 

And them college girls write a nigga name on they toes 

Niggas talk shit 'til they get lockjaw 

Chrome to ya dome 'til ya get glockjaw 

Party like a cowboy or a rockstar 

Everybody play the tough guy 'til shit pop off 

Yes, I'm the shit, tell me do it stink? 

It feel good wakin' up some money in the bank 

Three model bitches, cocaine on the sink 

And I'm so 'bout it 'bout it, I might roll up in a tank 

Cause my chain came from Cuba, got a lock up on the link 

And them red bottom loafers just to complement the mink 

Eyes chink, rollin' up that dank, blowin' on that stank 

What you mean? Tell me what you drink, I'm on that kissin' pink 

You could call me Billy Gates, got a crib in every state 

Man on the moon, got a condo out in space 

Open up your legs, tell me how it taste 

And them niggas talkin' shit so tell 'em, "Tell it to my face" 

Tell that bitch, hop up on my dick, rolled up on her quick 

In a six, told her suck a dick, motorboat her tits 

I'm the shit, niggas mad cause I'm smooth puffin' Zig-Zags 

Tell 'em quit the riff raff bitchin' with your bitch ass 

I said it must be cause a nigga got dough 

Extraordinary swag and a mouth full of gold 

Hoes at my shows they be strippin' off they clothes 

And them college girls write a nigga name on they toes 

Niggas talk shit 'til they get lockjaw 

Chrome to ya dome 'til ya get glockjaw 

Party like a cowboy or a rockstar 

Everybody play the tough guy 'til shit pop off 

Everybody play the tough guy 'til shit pop off