Gold

[Intro] Ah Nash Soda [Verse 1] New rollie on my wrist New shawty by my hip While I'm roaming through the 6 Old homies in my clique I ain't rolling with a nigga that ain't know me til' the 6 Chain hanging off my neck Cashing every check Boy, keep it bangin', no respect Got my cabbage so I flex Sh'murdering the game of fashion Sh'money dancing out the stress Then I'm back up in my city People swore I'm in your boy, oh lord how'd they miss me (how'd they miss me) Still roam in the city like I ain't never left I'm one with the city, like Life ain't shit, change but the look Ain't shit change, but a couple pages in the book 50k on this spree Couple k's on the fingers Then he's switching because I'm in a different lane with my fingers [Hook x2] I've been staying gold, nigga (gold, nigga) Since Pokémon Gold, nigga (gold, nigga) I've been wearing gold, nigga (gold, nigga) Since Pokémon Gold, nigga (gold, nigga) [Verse 2] Catch me on the road with a bad one Don't give a single motherfuck about my last one Coolin' Ironic 'cuz she'd love to get a tan I'll be kicking it in Dubai or shopping in Japan Swervin' Black on black and Rick Owens got gold(?) Rolling a bag [Hook x2] [Verse 3] [Hook x2] I've been staying gold, nigga (gold, nigga) Since Pokémon Gold, nigga (gold, nigga) I've been wearing gold, nigga (gold, nigga) Since Pokémon Gold, nigga I've been staying gold, nigga Since Pokémon Gold, nigga I've been wearing gold, nigga Since Gold, nigga