Can't Do Golds

[Piece of 1st Verse] Quarter million dollars cash in my guest room (turn up) Thumbing through the bands, I be playin' with the check (flocka!) Count a cool two mill' without breaking sweats Bitch I'm always fucking flexing, wearing gold Rolex [Hook] I'm rocking Rollies, I'm talking three of those Bad bitches, I got plenty of those Diamond grill, I can't do the golds I'm riding sixes, I can't do the fours Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set Thumbing through the bands I be playin' with the check Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set [Verse 1] Quarter million dollars cash in my guest room (turn up) Thumbing through the bands, I be playin' with the check (flocka!) Count a cool two mill' without breaking sweats Bitch I'm always fucking flexing, wearing gold Rolex Chinnin through this work, I don't have to benchpress When it come to work, my dogs always love to flex (FLEX) You see me, he a stone cold killer with the pistol (commando) Run up in my stash house, your mama gon' miss you Stay up on my grizzle, thumbing through a check (okay) Stay a real nigga, I'm a put it on my set Fell in love in fast cars since Gucci Corvette (yeeoom) Nigga disrespect me, I'll just leave his ass wet [Hook] [Verse 2] He ain't never been scared to a hundred on his head Cash, that bastard, where his son is?(It's yo ass!) If I catch you slipping, where my gun is? I'm always fucking hanging with the Robin's Thumbing through the bands, I be doing that I'm a real nigga, bitch, break your fucking back You a pussy nigga, you don't want no get back I got robbed, bounce back, had to live with that Same situation, get it how you live, bitch Worth a couple of commas, you ain't even average I'm flexing, Randy Savage Free my nigga Boosie, I'm a fucking savage [Hook]