Текст песни Gold Haze - Dfree Da Vinci

I was smokin on golden haze
Got a brand new beat from gold haze
On gang
That thang
By the hip hop hooray
In a group chat with 3 freak bitches
Say they tryna do that 4 way
No way
Ok now that's what a nigga call foreplay
In traffic tryna make this ford race
Ima star ima need more space
I don't want her if she a gourmet
I don't want her if she look your way
Niggas tryna tell me play it safe
I ain't really tryna live your way
Don't want to have to up it in your face
A nigga don't need no court dates
Just tour dates
I'm Vinci I take the time with the shit that I portray
You might not know how
But it correlate
She coming through uh fornicate
Gave her the boots yea the Dora way
Gave her the truth
That's all I know these days yea
I got thoughts in my head that won't go away why they take bro away
Why did it go that way
I went and got me a pole that day
Fuck nigga try take my glo away
I end up taking a soul that way
I end up changing the score that way
D wade make plays in the heat
Smooth criminal I stayed on my feet (un huh)
Bitch wait for the beep
Yea it's on sight I ain't even tryna speak

I'a fuck a nigga up Tay Keith yea
But it's gold haze on the beat
I'a fuck a nigga up Tay Keith yea
But it's gold haze on the beat
I'a fuck a nigga up Tay Keith yea
But it's gold haze on the beat
But it's gold haze on the beat
But it's gold haze on the beat
Buts it's gold haze on the beat
I'a fuck a nigga up Tay Keith yea
But it's gold haze on the beat
I'a fuck a nigga up Tay Keith yea
But it's gold haze on the beat
I'a fuck a nigga up Tay Keith yea
But it's gold haze on the beat
But it's gold haze on the beat
But it's gold haze on the beat
Buts it's gold haze on the beat

She gone make it twerk like Jamaican for me
Yea
She do it got god best creation to em
She look like the last bitch replacement to me
Smooth ass nigga I really want peace
But he try me I won't get no sleep
Pops taught me I can't be no bitch
Ima put the guns down come feel these feets
Til I get a crease
He gone need a priest yea
I'm too cold
Ima need a fleece yea
When she with you
She gone need a drink yea
She just give me brain
She ain't even need to think yea
I'm too clean like I get dressed in the sink yea
JUSTGANG fein it's gone go with anything yea
I call ray think I need that in a green
Naw matter fact black I ain't tryna be seen

I'a fuck a nigga up Tay Keith yea
But it's gold haze on the beat
I'a fuck a nigga up Tay Keith yea
But it's gold haze on the beat
I'a fuck a nigga up Tay Keith yea
But it's gold haze on the beat
But it's gold haze on the beat
But it's gold haze on the beat
Buts it's gold haze on the beat
I'a fuck a nigga up Tay Keith yea
But it's gold haze on the beat
I'a fuck a nigga up Tay Keith yea
But it's gold haze on the beat
I'a fuck a nigga up Tay Keith yea
But it's gold haze on the beat
But it's gold haze on the beat
But it's gold haze on the beat
Buts it's gold haze on the beat