Lyrics Gold Tips - Burna Bandz

My shooters man they golden
Now we get wassi black dress gold tips
Free the players
Free stacks free tallup free thirty
My shooters man they golden

Oo yeah,
It's golden tips and we rollin'
Ain't none of my niggas folding'
Come 'round here he ain't, goin' back
'Cause my shooters man they golden
It's a man down we goin' in
These niggas they ain't really gang, gang
'Cause these niggas be on that fuck shit
Young nigga stay clutchin'
I gotta get to the bag, bag
Late night getting these racks in
Young nigga gotta make it happen
I swear I'm a make it happen

Uh
Gotta make it happen
Think you can catch me in traffic
Hunnid M's I'm tryna stack it
Shooters hit your block and get them laps in
Oh so savage
My niggas oh so savage
Put a nigga in the casket
Roll some dead niggas now we laughing
Damn, I'm dripping like I need a napkin
That chef Pookie in the kitchen
Niggas talkin' bout the shit we living
Ain't worried about bitches 'cause we already done hit them
And these niggas switch can't forgive them
Gold tips all in my smithen

Oo yeah,
It's golden tips and we rollin'
Ain't none of my niggas folding'
Come 'round here he ain't, goin' back
'Cause my shooters man they golden
It's a man down we goin' in
These niggas they ain't really gang, gang
'Cause these niggas be on that fuck shit
Young nigga stay clutchin'
I gotta get to the bag, bag
Late night getting these racks in
Young nigga gotta make it happen
I swear I'm a make it happen

My shooters they golden
They sixteen shooter leave 'em soaking

Scorin' shit like DeRozen
Man them young niggas keep goin' in
On the northside of Jane strip
We really smokin' shit
Thirty shot load the clips
Like the dandelion how we blowing it
Squad tight like some laces
Free my hitters fighting cases
Man I put that on we a' make it
Couple case strips getting kneeway
Still ten up for PK
Just when I picked up some freeway
Counting these free bands the neat way
And you know lil bro got sick aim

Oo yeah,
It's golden tips and we rollin'
Ain't none of my niggas folding'
Come 'round here he ain't, goin' back
'Cause my shooters man they golden
It's a man down we goin' in
These niggas they ain't really gang, gang
'Cause these niggas be on that fuck shit
Young nigga stay clutchin'
I gotta get to the bag, bag
Late night getting these racks in
Young nigga gotta make it happen
I swear I'm a make it happen