Tiff Freestyle - GoldLink

Lyrics by：D'Anthony Carlos

Composed by：D'Anthony Carlos

What's up you b***h-a*s n***as

It's your girl **** I'm here with my n***a GoldLink

And he's about to he finna freestyle

Ahahaha b-b-b-baaaa

Let's get it

Yeah rappin' to feed all my future children

Sexy Black rapper who tryna plank on a million

But I won't give a f**k 'bout s**t until a billion

And all my n***as 'round me can talk about ridin' spinners

With the windows down blastin' the heat in the sunroof chillin'

Until that feelin' I'm never gonna forget my dealings

N***as tried to jump us I never forget the feelin'

A month later got gunned down they caught him slippin'

Karma's a b***h poor man to rich I

Two to a four four to a six I

Honorable n***as who turned to a snitch wow

Money on heads and diamonds on wrists blaow

Top ten baddest the realest done had him it's that real

Fake smile flat chest shawty but boy that a*s real

Sex appeal shorty a hottie that s**t is mad still

With sharp heels that's a bad deal

Poppin' wheelies got n***as up in the 6

Connected to the border they let me smuggle my sticks

Flew to Bompton Cali and me and worthy just clicked

I live a life like Michael and keep it purple like Prince

Keep like seven with me got n***as callin' me Vick

Yo bro I just wanna say thank you bro

I've been waitin' the time is finally here

We workin' Shout out my haters I made it b***h-a*s n***as