album cover
Superstar
7686
Hip-Hop/Rap
Superstar è stato pubblicato il 7 settembre 2022 da Simple Stupid Records - Goldenboy Countup come parte dell'album Chicken Man 3
album cover
Data di uscita7 settembre 2022
EtichettaSimple Stupid Records - Goldenboy Countup
LinguaEnglish
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM95

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Goldenboy Countup
Goldenboy Countup
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roderick Golden Jr.
Roderick Golden Jr.
Songwriter
Anthony Woodward
Anthony Woodward
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
WoodOnDaBeat
WoodOnDaBeat
Producer

Testi

I'ma let this bitch breathe, ****
But without my foot on these **** neck, won't let these **** breathe, ****
Yeah
Jump in this coupe, bitch
Put your seatbelt on
We going 100 miles per hour through the stop signs
Ay, come on
I'm on that fly shit
I'm on that fly shit
****, ay, Golden
So much pain in my body, momma, I don't know who to trust
Always knew I was gon' blow, ****, I feel it in my guts
I was broker than a bitch, rollin' mids in a Dutch
Mike died, ****, I gotta get these M's, it's a must
I treat her like a baby momma, but she used to be my lady
And I ain't taking care of you hoes, ****, I'm taking care of my baby
You bitches kicked me when I was low, so don't be mad a **** made it
And Golden really seein' M's now, my ex bitches hating
****, I was fucked up I was sleeping in my car
****, I was posted up selling weed out the jar
****, I sold a hunnid pills then bought my first car
Fast forward a couple years, "Golden you a superstar," ay
Trap shit, ****
Came out that mo'fuckin' trap for real, ****
Give a fuck what no **** talkin' 'bout, ****
Feel me? Ay
Know what I'm sayin'?
Ain't 'bout the, ain't 'bout the, ain't bout the hardest ****, ****
Then get that mo'fuckin' money, ****
Dope boy Ree's and Dicky fits, ****, we trapped out
Fuck ****, you really ain't really get no money, we know you capped out
I just fucked his bitch like a dog then she tapped out
I will drop them bands on that ****, get 'em clapped now
Dope boy Nikes and white tees, jit, we really trap
We don't even listen to those **** 'cause they really cap
On my momma, I'ma trap **** I don't really rap
How the fuck them **** in the club and them **** strapped?
I just fucked a pretty black bitch on 200,000
I told cuh, "This a long way from them public houses"
I got rap money and trap money, I got money piling
I can peep a police ass ****, I can hear the sirens
448 on that scale, that's a whole chicken
****, you want 33 grams? That's a Scottie Pippen
He said he can't trust his own dogs, they'll Money Mitch him
Cuh, you peep a snake **** around, you better go on and flip em
Written by: Anthony Woodward, Roderick Golden Jr.
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out􀆄 copy􀐅􀋲

Loading...