Golden God

Golden God - mgk

Written by：C. Baker/B. Allen/S. Basil/E Johnson

Ay red lights on in the boulevard

That means business

Throw up in this b**ch I might

Corny b**ches make me sick

I might throw up in this b**ch throw up in this b**ch

Gunna

Made man like Joe Pesci

I need Deniro or I'll Rob her

I had to skate Wayne Gretzky

Called an Uber helicopter

Bought a pound from a rasta

Bought the yayo from Miguel though

Award shows need an Oscar

They need my merchandise on Melrose

David Bowie of my generation

Kill them all we violent with no hesitation

Came from public education

Ramen noodles with the bacon

I was working at Chipotle I was finna have a baby

Went from stealing out of Walmart to president of operations

Dub was working at the steel shop

Slim was working off of 1st block

We still roll together every day

Except we might be on a private plane

Why would you ever come from nothing

And not do whatever the f**k you wanted

They be asking why I'm such a legend

I took so much acid I be forgetting

I'm a golden god I'm a golden god

I'm on the roof of the party

Still almost famous still all the way dangerous

Still dirty Chuck Taylors still hanging with gangstas

The type to put the red beam on you I ain't talk about a laser

We the golden squad we the golden squad

Double X we the hardest

Me Dub-O Mercy Marty

Should've never got us started

Motherf**ker I'm retarded

Do you know how I'm regarded

King of underground King of Cleveland town

King of m*******a gardens

I can't stop myself from coughing

Four thousand dollar bong rip

Custom made for the new house

Can't believe I never had sh*t

2012 was a good year 2017 too lit

20/20 vision see the future

Looks like the crown do fit

I am king of this new sh*t 7 rings and a pool stick

8 ball let sway roll rockstars don't say no

This beat so flame though I forgot to say my name though

B**ch I'm G-U-double N-A Gunna

Never like my mother fighter not a lover

Man I'm wilding every summer

I ain't like my daddy he religious

I'm with b**ches burning rubber

I'm a desperado whiskey bottles 38 bang bang bang

Models be on the same thang thang

EST that's the gang gang gang

I'm a golden god I'm a golden god

I'm a golden god I'm a golden god

I'm a golden god I'm a golden god

I'm a golden god I'm a golden god

I'm on the roof of the party

B**ch I thought it was a drought

B**ch I thought you had the clout

I'm a golden god I'm a golden god

I'm on the roof of the party

Still almost famous still all the way dangerous

Still all the way dangerous