Rose Gold Songtext

von PnB Rock, King Von

Two tone rose gold, Cartier skeleton
I ride with my dawgs, whether right or wrong
I got all these scars 'cause my niggas gone
Tat 'em on I'm back and put 'em in my songs

Caught him slippin', left him on the news
Gotta bite now 'cause he love to chew
All these hoes in here, I gotta fuck me one
New Lambo' with the trunk in the front
These niggas diabetic, they sweeter than punch

I done made it out the bottom, baby, I ain't goin' back
Maybach or that Lambo' truck
Revolver hit 'em, they ain't solvin' that
His and hers Chane'-ne' drip, too many Glocks they come with extensions
Whack all the opps, don't leave no witness
Poppin' all these Percs, I need to quit it
Cop brand new coupes and leave the ceilin'

Hop out the drop at the opp's spot and pop shots
Young nigga worth some M's, it's crazy 'cause I also spin the block
Bad lil' bitch want ass shots
I'ma cash her out, she gon' give me that drop
That bitch think she special, I drop drip all on my bad thots

Lambo' seats in here
Stash spots, got the heat in here
Watch your body, they creepin', yeah
Ain't no peace, no sleep in here
Hey bro, just bring them freaks in here
If he's sweet, I'll have my young niggas eat
We gon' have a feast in here, yeah

Two-tone rose gold, Cartier skeleton
I ride with my dawgs whether right or wrong
I got all these scars 'cause my niggas gone
Tat 'em on I'm back and put 'em in my songs

Caught him slippin', left him on the news
Gotta bite now 'cause he love to chew
All these hoes in here, I gotta fuck me one
New Lambo' with the trunk in the front
These niggas diabetic, they sweeter than punch

Before I die they gon' remember me (they is)
For bein' in these streets and slangin' heat, ain't ducked no enemies
I want the toughest nigga, I ain't never preyed upon the weak
And yo' lil' baby momma lip real good but that bitch pussy weak

These lil' boys can't fuck with me, 4-5 Glocks, they stuck to me
I be in your dreams
You can't even sleep, if you think about touchin' me
Man, this shit'll get ugly (it will), now this shit'll get brazy
Roy got killed, that made me crazy (yeah)
Couldn't do shit, I was in them cages

Fightin' murder ones, couldn't even see my son
I was on the run, still throw the gun, we broke the bond
Now I got the biggest bag, you know these niggas mad
He tried to run off with that sack
I made him fumble then I run it back

Two-tone rose gold, Cartier skeleton
I ride with my dawgs whether right or wrong
I got all these scars 'cause my niggas gone
Tat 'em on I'm back and put 'em in my songs

Caught him slippin', left him on the news
Gotta bite now 'cause he love to chew
All these hoes in here, I gotta fuck me one
New Lambo' with the trunk in the front
These niggas die better, they sweeter than punch

Two-tone rose gold, Cartier skeleton
I ride with my dawgs whether right or wrong
I got all these scars 'cause my niggas gone
Tat 'em on I'm back and put 'em in my songs