Rose Gold (Explicit) - 42 Dugg/EST Gee
Lyrics by:Carlo Anthony Coxen II/Dion Hayes/George Stone III
Composed by:Carlo Anthony Coxen II/Dion Hayes/George Stone III
F**k with me
Free dem
F**k with me
What they call you
F**k with me
Call me Mr Rose Gold
Who the hell is Carlo
Everything froze
Yeah everything
F**k a five forever throwin' fours
All my n***as know I used to sell d**e
Word
Come and get you some
Yeah
Fentanyl for the eighty come and get you one
Ayy I don't wanna have no baby b***h what tip you want
Ion't ask that ho who d**k she on
I still sell them bricks for low I f**k with that piccolo
Ask around I'm six and O pass that loud I'm gettin' stoned
I ring my b***h freaky text and wanna f**k
Bae can I bring my b***h
Say that p***y where she love me watch her sing my s**t
How the f**k you n***as judgin'
I was just locked up
Forty ones all flooded bezel been rocked up
These young n***as come from nothin' why you won't stop us
Dawg w**d lean and pills this a one stop truck
Doggy losin' interest b***h yeah once I f**k
All the real h*es tucked d**n near can't be touched
Somebody bound to make it crazy
Why it can't be us
Why it can't be me
I'm in that new GT cream dark blue seats
I cashed out on that b***h
Meek just hit me for a passed out on that b***h
Drekk got two APs a Richard and a house on her neck
I don't care 'bout who he killed stop acknowledgin' rats b***h
Call me Mr Rose Gold everything froze
Yeah everything
F**k a five forever throwin' fours
All my n***as know I used to sell d**e
Word
Come and get you some
Yeah
Fentanyl for the eighty come and get you one
Ayy I don't wanna have no baby b***h what tip you want
Ion't ask that ho who d**k she on
Yeah yeah
I still sell them bricks for low
Yeah
I f**k with that piccolo
Yeah yeah yeah
2020 n***as know who killed the most
Told lil' bro they scared we somewhere close so don't make Insta posts
D**g traffickin' don't come 'round askin' come get instant quotes
Doggy know I don't focus on rap and I'm still sellin' d**e
I got it out not tucked in my chopper I trust
It wasn't easy takin' over but I had dropped my nuts
I know it's some crucial bloody brothers that hate my guts
We be whackin' s**t for real they beefin' for PR stunts
So if it's up then it's stuck
Rappers cappin' got their yeekies in they trunk
It's on my lap and I don't clutch
So if I up n***a duck
Hit at least one every month maybe two if they get bold
Like my connect f**k with them strippers I got plugs on them poles
Call me Mr Rose Gold everything froze
Yeah everything
F**k a five forever throwin' fours
All my n***as know I used to sell d**e
Word
Come and get you some
Yeah
Fentanyl for the eighty come and get you one
Ayy I don't wanna have no baby b***h what tip you want
Ion't ask that ho who d**k she on
I still sell them bricks for low I f**k with that piccolo
Maybach truck could get the Ghost f**k it Gotti get 'em both
I f**k with that coke so much I signed to my n***a
CMG
Keep that s**t in Memphis
Why
'Cause I'm down with my n***a
If they send it I got it not the Richie the Patek
All my b***hes be laughin' why
S**t used to be funny
Them ten thousand stacks n***a
Them used to be hunnids
And them b***hes y'all walkin' with
Them used to be runners
Call me Mr Rose Gold everything froze
Yeah everything
F**k a five forever throwin' fours
All my n***as know I used to sell d**e
Word
Come and get you some
Yeah
Fentanyl for the eighty come and get you one
Ayy I don't wanna have no baby b***h what tip you want
Ion't ask that ho who d**k she on
I still sell them bricks for low I f**k with that piccolo