Spirit in Gold
Lyrics
Dripping designer, my spirit in gold
Talking bout commas then I wanna know
Tripping online, but she still in my phone
You already know
So many models and drugs on the floor
Count up some commas, but I want some more
So many dollars in here on the floor, so many
So many niggas they stealing my flow
So many niggas tried stealing my hoes
So many niggas try stealing my clothes
I look in the mirror, my spirit in gold
Spirit in gold, spirit in gold
You already know, yeah
You already know, you already know
I knew it quick, that bitch was gon fold
I knew it since way back in the cold
I got the stick, keep that in my coat
She think she a witch, can't fuck with my soul
But that kind of shit, you shouldn't even have to fight
So I had to write
Growing up I had to fight
Growing up I had the pipe
Growing up I had to swipe
Yeah, got the Midas, I, I, I, I
I got Ferragamo and ice, it bites
Make sure all the bottles in pints, nice
Macho in the pot, ain't no rice, rice
All my niggas mobbing they sheist, sheist, sheist
I dont, wanna, nah, hey
I don't wanna fuck your thot that bitch bent
Why would I fuck that thot if she ain't a ten
I was up at Firefly, sleeping in a tent
I'll rep that shit Country, till the death
I swear to God i'll get Country, tatted on my chest
I swear to God my daddy's black so I'm blessed
Yeah, I got tattoo's like fuck my flesh
Dripping designer, my spirit in gold
Talking bout commas then I wanna know
Tripping online, but she still in my phone
You already know
So many models and drugs on the floor
Count up some commas, but I want some more
So many dollars in here on the floor, so many
So many niggas they stealing my flow
So many niggas tried stealing my hoes
So many niggas try stealing my clothes
I look in the mirror, my spirit in gold
Spirit in gold, spirit in gold
You already know, yeah
You already know, you already know, yeah
Dripping designer, my spirit in gold
Talking bout commas then I wanna know
Tripping online, but she still in my phone
You already know
So many models and drugs on the floor
Count up some commas, but I want some more
So many dollars in here on the floor, so many
So many niggas they stealing my flow
So many niggas tried stealing my hoes
So many niggas try stealing my clothes
I look in the mirror, my spirit in gold
Spirit in gold, spirit in gold
You already know, yeah
You already know, you already know
I knew it quick, that bitch was gon fold
I knew it since way back in the cold
I got the stick, keep that in my coat
She think she a witch, can't fuck with my soul
But that kind of shit, you shouldn't even have to fight
So I had to write
Growing up I had to fight
Growing up I had the pipe
Growing up I had to swipe
Yeah, got the Midas, I, I, I, I
I got Ferragamo and ice, it bites
Make sure all the bottles in pints, nice
Macho in the pot, ain't no rice, rice
All my niggas mobbing they sheist, sheist, sheist
I dont, wanna, nah, hey
I don't wanna fuck your thot that bitch bent
Why would I fuck that thot if she ain't a ten
I was up at Firefly, sleeping in a tent
I'll rep that shit Country, till the death
I swear to God i'll get Country, tatted on my chest
I swear to God my daddy's black so I'm blessed
Yeah, I got tattoo's like fuck my flesh
Dripping designer, my spirit in gold
Talking bout commas then I wanna know
Tripping online, but she still in my phone
You already know
So many models and drugs on the floor
Count up some commas, but I want some more
So many dollars in here on the floor, so many
So many niggas they stealing my flow
So many niggas tried stealing my hoes
So many niggas try stealing my clothes
I look in the mirror, my spirit in gold
Spirit in gold, spirit in gold
You already know, yeah
You already know, you already know, yeah
Writer(s): travis harris
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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