Lyrics Bandingo YGNE – Golden Child

Golden Child Lyrics – Bandingo YGNE

Singer: Bandingo YGNE
Title: Golden Child

Ooh, crispy baby, ooh
Crispy baby, hahahaha
You feel me?
Shoutout trill vice, you feel me? brothers for life, you feel me?

Special one right here
Hmm
You finna die baby
Super hot

Threw that b#tch out the whip, and kept all the sh#t in her purse
I’m giving that sh#t to my momma, her weed
b#tches smokin’ on yo’ ganja, you mad? oh well, too bad (haha)
Russian cream, stuffed wit’ zaza, blowin’ smoke out the side of my mouth

Bustin’ this baby choppa at yo’ granny gram, send her wig flyin’ out the house (brr, ooh)
In a stolen v, finna chalk you down
Submachine wit’ the monkey nuts
Shoot his b#tch while she leaving the ultrasound

Smashin yo’ b#tch and we f#ck in the crib and the neighbors prolly think a hawk around
I ain’t never fallin’ in love until i find a bad b#tch who can calm me down
But, can’t nobody calm me down
Girl, i could treat you like a queen if you wasn’t swallowing dick like it’s water (damn)

I know you’ve been callin’ me daddy, but yo’ real daddy need to come and check on his daughter (damn)
I am not one for the f#ckin’ shenanigans, hocus pocus, grab the beam and you gone
Shoot a n#gg# like halo, give him a halo
Simon says, do what i say so

{?} head and breakfast in bed
Call yo’ dog clifford ’cause i leave him red (uh-huh)
Jigsaw, cut a n#gg# at yo’ legs
He sendin’ me threats, i just leave him on read

Yeah, i’m down for bro, yeah, i’m ridin’ for bro, what you think gon’ happen if you slide on me?
762223’s gonna die for me
{?} slimy, i do them f#ck n#gg#s grimey
Sorry if your death untimely (not)

Squeezin’ this mo’f#ckin’ glock
Like a white b#tch squeezin’ her mo’f#ckin’ purse when a n#gg# walkin’ by the spot (please don’t steal my things)
She wanna f#ck, roscoe’s chicken ‘n waffles, she gotta pay for the c#ck (yeah, yeah)
Body slam a p#ss# boy like the rock

Mick foley, n#gg#, you can get socked, b#tch n#gg# (mmm-hmm)
Ain’t gon’ learn sh#t from you, i don’t want you
After i get the head, i’ma punch you
Yeah, i could f#ck the b#tch, i don’t want to

Damn it, why? because that bi’ ran through
They askin’ me why i don’t f#ck wit’ these n#gg#s
’cause i don’t feed in and i’m chosen (i’m chosen)
Y’all n#gg#s ain’t golden (y’all n#gg#s ain’t golden)

Lil’ n#gg#, i’m golden, b#tch
I’m the golden child, i’m the golden child (bandingo baby)
I’m the golden— uh, i’m the golden child, b#tch
Bandingo baby, chosen

Nah, that’s cool
Super hot
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