Playboi Carti ft. Young Thug – Ain’t Rockin Gold | Lyrics

Lyrics "Ain't Rockin Gold" - Playboi Carti feat. Young Thug

I don’t rock gold, f**k you thought
Sharin’ my flows, never a drought
New iceberg, yeah, I’m a spouse
Milk these h*es, d**k in your mouth
Choice to the game, choice to the game
Blow out your walls, man, man

I love Ben Franklin and we f**kin’
‘Bout to print .. mhh hmm
Styrofoam the drank
Twenty ounce bups
Fresh outta Quik-Trip
Yeah, they know me
Trap out the store
Believe me know
My AP rose, Rose gold

Not a diamond on me
Where you get it from, yeah
Bought it in a AP store
Okay, ooh, uh, uh
Look at these rap n**gas
I don’t rock gold
Everybody laugh, what, hey
Walk in my clothes, whoa
Ayy, hoo, ayy

He don’t rock gol
Changin’ my ropes
Put her on go
F**kin’ these h*es
F**kin’ the check
I’ma go nut in the check
I’ma go place a lil’ bet
F**k a lil’ b**ch in the back
B**ch, I’ma dog with no pack
Ice for like five on my neck
I f**k that b**ch in the VIP
I f**k that b**ch in the whip

Shawty gon’ give me that lip
Shawty don’t give me no lip
All of these b**ches, they trip
All that they want is a trip
I get the guap and I flip
I get the money, I stack
Run it up, run it up
All of these b**ches, they turnin’ up
Had to go mop on my floor
All of these b**ches adore
Open the door

I don’t rock gold, f**k you thought
Sharin’ my flows, never a drought
New iceberg, yeah, I’m a spouse
Milk these h*es, d**k in your mouth
Choice to the game, choice to the game
Blow out your walls, man, man

I love Ben Franklin and we f**kin’
‘Bout to print .. mhh hmm
Styrofoam the drank
Twenty ounce bups
Fresh outta Quik-Trip
Yeah, they know me
Trap out the store
Believe me know
My AP rose, Rose gold

Not a diamond on me
Where you get it from
Bought it in a AP store, ok
Look at these rap n**gas
Everybody laugh
Walk in my clothes, whoa…

➤ Written by Young Thug & Playboi Carti
Produced by London on da Track
Young Thug | Playboi Carti | 2019

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