Goldie Lyrics
SHYSTIE
[Hook]
Uh uh, I said it must be, coz im killing every show
Extraordinary swag and a body fulla gold
Guys at my shows, they be pulling on my clothes
And these girls getting Tats of my lyrics that I wrote
Bitches talk shit till they get lock jaw
Catch u on da streets put it right to your jaw
Party like a cowgirl, old rockstar
Everybody play the tough guy till shit pops off
[Verse One]
Lets take it to the basics; You’re in the midst of greatness
I murder anything im on and still ain't caught no cases
While their busy on there back, Success is what im chasing
I leave bummy bums hanging, like dem white sheeted racist
Not here for no debating, I’ll tell you im the greatest
And im sicker den the image half these haters try be painting
I’ll protect my reputation, without no hesitation
Cause a public demonstration, if you take shots at my status
Dropped out couple pagans, fcuk em their all traitors
The Devil was an angel, so I’m good at spotting Satan
To tell me I am cold, that’s just an understatement
Im early to the party, but the heels im in’s the latest
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Ugly bitches stop your hating, you bitches is the lamest
When I say bitches that’s both genders no discriminating
Low key, bitches mad, its best to wave your white flag
Tell ‘em quit the riff raff bitchin’ with yo bitch ass
[HOOK]
[Verse 2]
Yes I’m the shit, tell me do it stink?
It feels good wakin’ up to money in the bank
LP is what I drink, drown my sorrows till I sink
And I’m so bout it bout it, screaming ‘fuck what fassys think’
You know me, heavy with the gold, all around my neck
I be stamping bitches out, that’s why my bottom heels are red
I dress killer in the summer, bitches asking bout my threads
Or you’ll see me ina fur when kids are riding on a sledge
Im cocky and ya love it, ill holla at your brother
And tell him gimme face, how it taste mr lover?
I’ll give it to him good, he’ll introduce me to your mother
But I’m sucha motherfcuker, might get bored and find another
Whatchu mean, whatchu mean, you don’t know about me?
Im the queen, im the queen, how you dont know about me?
Low key, bitches mad, its best to wave your white flag
Tell ‘em quit the riff raff bitchin’ with yo bitch ass
[HOOK]
