Gold Standards Lyrics

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Liquid gold, gold print, these is gold standards

James Bond, meets Thor, this a gold hammer

No pressure when it's dirty like an old hamper

Tell son I sitcom like I know Sanford

I call shots, sit back and let my hoes answer

I slide down, collect cash like a pole dancer

Mowing down all this grass, let the bows answer

I'm dicking chicks born in June screaming fuck cancer

This shit personal, swear I'm so versatile

Jumping out the gym tell Narley to check my vertical

I'm so territorial, burying down my flag

I see it waving while my verbiage spew, turning you into barbecue

I see um all grilling douse they fire bout to harvest you

Sorta like my garden hoe, I grow bout to burn a few

I'm working hard, come to breaks, I deserve a few

But I'm too hungry to stop now, let's serve a few

Now go and grab a plate, we eating to a bellyache

Keep going till it dissipate, they dying to affiliate

Ice ice baby, I freeze them, make the gravel break

I'm sticking d, getting big green, golden state

Unlimited range, me and Narley like Klay and Steph

We growing flowers for yo grave, you getting laid to rest

I murdered this one, I think I need another test

The devil called I simply reply God bless, yea

Only gold standards

don't come half hearted I need the whole answer

I'm doing pretty good for the most part

I had to dead that bitch, she said the wrong answer, yea

I think I, what's that

I think I, what's that

Yea I think I got that bounce back baby

This what I do

Yeah, this what I does