Can't Do Golds - Waka Flocka Flame

Count a cool two mill' without breakin' sweats

Bitch I’m always fuckin' flexin', wearin' gold Rolex

I’m rocking Rollies, I’m talking three of those

Bad bitches, I got plenty of those

Diamond grill, I can’t do golds

I’m ridin' sixes, I can’t do the fours

Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set

Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set

Thumbin' through the bands I be playin' with the check

Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set

Quarter million dollars cash in my guest room (turn up)

Thumbin' through the bands I be playin' with the check (flocka!)

Count a cool two mill' without breakin' sweats

Bitch I’m always fuckin' flexin', wearin' gold Rolex

Chinnin' through this work, I don’t have to bench press

When it come to white, my dawgs always love to flex (FLEX)

You see me, he a stone cold killer with the pistol (banana)

Run up in my stash then your mama gon' miss you

Stay up on my grizzle, thumbin' through a check (okay)

Stay a real nigga, I’m a put it on my set

Fell in love in fast cars since Gucci Corvette (yeeoom)

Nigga disrespect me, I’ll just leave his ass wet

I’m rocking Rollies, I’m talking three of those

Bad bitches, I got plenty of those

Diamond grill, I can’t do golds

I’m ridin' sixes, I can’t do the fours

Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set

Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set

Thumbin' through the bands I be playin' with the check

Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set

He ain’t never been scared to a hundred on his head

Cash — dead bastard, what his son is

That’s your ass if I catch you slippin', with my gun it’s…

Black mask, I’m always fuckin' hangin' with the robbers

Thumbin' through the bands, I be doin' it (you know)

I’m a real nigga, bitch, break yo fuckin' back

You a pussy nigga, you don’t want no get back

I got raw, bounced back, gotta live with that

Same situation, get it how you live, bitch

Worth a couple of commas, you ain’t even average

I’m flexin', Randy Savage

Free my nigga Boosie, I’m a fuckin' savage

I’m rocking Rollies, I’m talking three of those

Bad bitches, I got plenty of those

Diamond grill, I can’t do golds

I’m ridin' sixes, I can’t do the fours

Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set

Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set

Thumbin' through the bands I be playin' with the check

Keep it real 'til I die, put it on my set