Uncle Ticky - GOLD Lyrics

Ain't my problem man
Ain't no stress bruh
I see they mad
Why
I do it better
I can keep you blessed dawg
Yah
No stress
But shade one time on my success
Wena fusek
Wena fusek

Woah, Gold
Need to get the neck and wrist froze
Brrrrr
Need to up the budget on my clothes
For real
All white yeti dress code
Yelling out, Lord Knows
Lord Knows
That's Gold
Amen
Need to get the neck and wrist froze
For real
Need to up the budget on my clothes
Uh-huh
All white yeti dress code

I'm yelling out wooo!
Goodness Gracious
I don't want the top cause it ain't that spacious
Every new school cat dropping one wack track
And they claiming that they got a couple acres
Look what you did to the game
Gave yourself titles to feel like an asset
But those contributions is vain
Cause I'm an artist that came with high maintenance range
Aye, there's rappers, good rappers, there's GOATs and then me
No I'm not saying I'm better than these
Due to the fact I'm too Ticky to fight for one title
When I can go run my own league
To dust turned the days I did pennies for thought
Cause I swear that shit bad for my health
Every idea that I give out, the money reroute
And come back as a note to self, Ticky

Woah, Gold
Aye
Need to get the neck and wrist froze
Ice
Need to up the budget on my clothes
All white yeti dress code
Yelling out, Lord Knows
Lord Knows
That's Gold
Yessir
Need to get the neck and wrist froze
For real
Need to up the budget on my clothes
For real
All white, all white, wooo-hoo-hoo

Yeah I get the bag cause I'm the man, that's right
Working on my day off till a nigga catch flights
Y'all think you know what I'm 'bout to say
Nah, nah, nah Man, Yuh dunno
Y'all think you know moves I'm 'bout to make
Ahhhhh, nah, Yuh dunno

I don't break bread no more, it's too old school
So me and my goons get it sliced in advance
You can work hard nigga, I'ma work smart
So one in the bush that's two in my hand
Wake up and whiff the roses in the garden
If I cannot excuse myself, what makes you think
I'll take the chance and beg your pardon
Inflated ego haunts them
I don't really need that, negative feedback
I'd rather give a thumbs up and not a diss track
The wise Ticky once said, Revenge is the only form of credit
A wack nigga willing to pay back
Can you confirm that, I went from Nik Naks
Straight up to dimsum, Now that I'm this much
I have a bad one, I need a threes
You dirty pig

Ain't my problem man
Aye
I cannot stress bruh
For real
I see they mad
Why
I do it better
Ahhhh Ticky
I can keep you blessed dawg
Tell 'em
No stress
But shade one time on my success
Ayyy fusek man

Woah, Gold
Yah
Need to get the neck and wrist froze
Oouu Yessir
Need to up the budget on my clothes
Yessirski
All white yeti dress code
Yelling out, Lord Knows
Ouuu woah
That's Gold
Yeah
Need to get the neck and wrist froze
Oouu Yessir
Need to up the budget on my clothes
Yessirski
All white, all white, wooo-hoo-hoo

Yeah I get the bag cause I'm the man, that's right
Working on my day off till a nigga catch flights
Y'all think you know what I'm 'bout to say
Nah, nah, nah Man, Yuh dunno
Y'all think you know moves I'm 'bout to make
Ahhhhh, nah, Yuh dunno

You thought it's done huh
I be on my Dru shit
Yeah
Check it, check it
Aye
I'm humble but savage
In fact, I'm humbly a savage
I told your girl that I need some head-s of cabbage
So I could make me a salad
Aye
UV shades on cause my shine is like woah
Way beyond normal; it's phenomenal
I hope that Fireman Sam's on patrol
The world finna stop, drop and roll
I feel like Daniel Craig with Sam Mendez on the phone back in 2015
I'm a spectacle, woah
I got the Duff cause my fans are like Homer
I make like a Szyslak and give 'em some more
Woah