Golden Chick lyrics

[Verse 1] Lil Cripple
Nothing to rep
I'm cashing no check
Living on deck
Like i'm Cody or i'm Zach
Heat on the track
I'm coming back
b*tch misbehave she can sleep on the sach
Oh damn i'm not a goat b*tch more like a lam
2018 we going all ham
Police shoot off they can talk to the cam
Gang leader 12 and it end on a- (coughs)
f*ck my throat hurt
Spoiled little b*tch with a Fear Of God shirt
Main girl a snack gonna eat her like dessert
Wait hold up
Soundcloud finna blow up
Get invited to a party, don't show up
Cause a mans gotta go
Gotta go with the flow
Don't deal with the dough
Rich Chigga finna glow
Yeah you already know lil cripple with the sh*t
With the gang
Johhny dang
With the fang
No Dracula sh*t
I'm sticking with it
With a lickety split
With the outfit and sh*t
Okay yuh, I got no clout
Young like a boy scout
Order food for the take-out little b*tch
I'm not a popular b*tch
Lil cripple on with the switch
You a f*ck n*gga don't get the memo
Teeth kinda yellow
She Blowing on the di*k like a cello
Real n*ggas don't pop xans
Who the f*ck b*tch is this mans
I'm not about throwing hands
Can't afford Jordans so i'm rocking with the vans (f*ck!)
[Verse 2] RiAldi
Dodi Gang, Jordy gang, Lotta slang
Can't hang (x3)
Looking like a candy cane
Trippled loaded clips, Looking like a camera man
Making money rain b*tch, looking like a weather man
Stupid little hoe, asking for a better man
I'm a tall ass n*gga, looking like the "slender man"
Itty bitty titty committee
Getting all the money got me feeling like im diddy
Me and lil cripple taking over the city
Brand new chain, got it looking so pretty
Stupid little b*tch want to chase the kitty
Last couple songs got me feeling so dizzy
Shoulda could have would have but I didn't
Hit you with the civic
Killing all these b*tches got me feeling so sinic
Feeling so sick gotta take me to a clinic
Driving back home gotta stupid little ticket
Feeling so high got me swimming in the pacific
I'm a living legend got me feeling like a mythic
Bon don don dodadadadada dun
Talking all this sh*t b*tch, Yeah I really wouldn't
Talking all this sh*t b*tch, leave your nose crooked
Talking all this sh*t, get hit with a bullet
Get hit with this and that
Shot in the back
Get robbed and I get some racks
Molly mopped, with the mac
Stupid little b*tch wanna say I talk ghetto
Getting all the green got me living in the meadow
Same sh*t (x2)
That's a f*cking echo
Talk all that sh*t and then hit you with the elbow
Really can't breath (x3)