Gold Feet (Explicit) Lyrics
Gold Feet (Explicit) - Freddie Gibbs/The Alchemist/JID
Lyrics by：Freddie Gibbs/The Alchemist
Composed by：Freddie Gibbs/The Alchemist
**** a ring ***** I like to cheat I bought some gold feet
Put that on my old school Caprice dunkin' like Dominique
Yeah feeling good feeling great ho
Got my cake up they gon' wake up taste the yay-yo
The yay-yo L.A. price was high I went to Dego
Big Mitchy got me sitchy sent them chickies out of state
Joe like yeah feeling fine feeling good *****
Got some bougie hoes I'm still gon' ***** a hood *****
So do it ***** gon' 'head let me strike it you know how I like it
She said "Are my stripper friends invited?" Only if they dyke-ing
I just left the Bentley lot so icy they want me indicted
Sleep with one eye open always lurking moving in silence
Left Eye rest in peace I like to creep ***** her on gold feet
You can hit 15th on the east pick up a whole key
Used to be out west with the work serving that Chinatown
Lord and nem got caught with the pipes I had to pipe it down down
Feeling good feeling great
Feeling great feeling good how are you? Nigga how are you?
I'm in the Ritz finna mix with a thick ***** how 'bout you?
Say you wanna win ***** nigga? Well
You really can't miss your window you gotta jump through
Tinted my Benz put it on new shoes ***** rap niggas
I don't do new crews
Niggas get ignorant they get to kickin' *****
We get to killin' ***** too much to lose
I won't be chasin' these ****** gon' choose
Breaking your ho while you breaking the news
Niggas irrelevant without their *****
I'm a ********** pimp so I'm making the rules
Making the rules *****
Feeling good feeling great
Feeling great feeling good how are you? Nigga how are you?
I'm in the Ritz finna mix with a thick ***** how 'bout you?
Yeah finna whip this brick nigga how 'bout you?
Bro I'm cool and looking ghoulish feeling great the flow is fluid
Flames fires in the nighttime dancing around the barrel bangs
Laying in the bed you made gangsta's in my DNA
Genes through the seams tailor-made it's hard to fabricate
Back-to-back with stacks of platinum plaques you know my resume
Lil' buddy was slinging and catching plays on the Eastside in the Letter A
Be-Beating the block with a heavy bass then fleeing the cops
Scheming on 'em in a ski mask in the summer inside of the city
Don't care if you see 'em or not it's insidious
I'm in Italy with Sicilians
Standing on stage now spitting soliloquies
I'm a sinner my life is a cinema send me a script
I could be on a big screen
Buncha bad women with the cinnamon skin
She sent me a pic it's a dick-tease
Let's be serious I got experience
Win the series like I play for the big leagues
Okay I'm feeling great feeling good
I fill the tank hit the bank get it up
**** a vape fill a pape full of bud
Take a drag take a drink drawing blanks
What's your name? I forgot what it was
What what a day with my head in the cloud
Looked around thought it only was us
But niggas don't counter to Cambellton chill in Mechanicsville
Cutting cooking the chemicals kamikaze but no cannibalism
He caught a body ain't know what to do with 'em
I think about it back when we was just little
Now I'm excited in the song for a milly
It's kinda crazy we could do the comparison really
'Cause both of us making a killin'
I'm feeling good I'm great I'm straight my boy
Can't too many niggas relate my boy
Okay I shift shapes I ain't shooting the *****
They was throwing shade I'ma throw a fist like Suga Shane
Can't even really ask a nigga "How ya day?"
"How are you? How are things?"
**** bad ***** I might go insane like Howard Hughes
I could cop a plane like Howard 2
On a money chase with a wild goose
Nigga I ain't really fazed I follow through
Going out in a blaze like Tower 2
Uh how are you? Uh
Look finna mix with a thick ***** how 'bout you? Uh