Gold Lyrics by J Hus & Asake
Refrain: Asake
It’s a badman party
All white, zero fugazzi
Badman too over sabi
Stubborn, no one be like me
Pass me my backy
Life is too short, make I burn enemies
No time for bullshit
Military, I’m on khaki
Chorus: J Hus
Every ring I’m wearing is gold, they’re calling me Gaddafi
Don’t bend, don’t break, don’t fold
It’s a bad boy gangsta party
All my niggas’ sticking to the code
You get a Rollie, AP, Carti’
Dem boys say they’re really on road, how comes I see them hardly?
Couple scammers there that I know
Santander and Barclay
Drinkin’ Henny and Coke, that’s why she moving naughty
Verse 1: J Hus
Whine your waist and control, got a Naija gyal a yardie
Attitude is so cold, bad like Nicki, RiRi, Cardi
Hatcha, smoking jamba, pass me
Don’t tell my secret, they gon’ grass me
Illuminati, top of the food chain, the hierarchy
She wan’ suck my ting, not moving classy
But no be that type person I be
Roll her eye and kissing her teeth
Dot my I and crossing my T
Chorus: J Hus
Every ring I’m wearing is gold, they’re calling me Gaddafi
Don’t bend, don’t break, don’t fold
It’s a bad boy gangsta party
All my niggas’ sticking to the code
You get a Rollie, AP, Carti’
Dem boys say they’re really on road, how comes I see them hardly?
Refrain: Asake
It’s a badman party
All white, zero fugazzi
Badman too oversabi
Stubborn, no one be like me
Pass me my backy
Life is too short, make I burn enemies
No time for bullshit
Military, I’m on khaki
Verse 2: Asake
Born ready, my broski
Mentally, I’m in 2060
No pressure, you know my P
Timing is everything, keep it moving
Emi genius, awon junior
Them not like us, I’m still leading
Psycho as usual, G
Badman, no one like me
Verse 3: J Hus
No water, no food they can’t eat
No bread, no yam, no meat
All opposition getting delete
Make them drop and make them deceased
When it’s war they wanna scream peace
King on the throne, I’m taking my seat
Hustle hard, we hardly go sleep
Wake up, go get paper, repeat
LV, nothing on me is cheap
Count my paper till it’s complete
Give me brain, don’t even wan’ jeet
If you love me, you get on your knees
Suck me when I’m smoking my trees
Temptation is going to increase
Chorus: J Hus
Every ring I’m wearing is gold, they’re calling me Gaddafi
Don’t bend, don’t break, don’t fold
It’s a bad boy gangsta party
All my niggas’ sticking to the code
You get a Rollie, AP, Carti’
Dem boys say they’re really on road, how comes I see them hardly?
Couple scammers there that I know
Santander and Barclay (Barclay)
Drinking Henny and Coke, that’s why she moving naughty (Hmm)
Outro: Asake
Mentally, I’m in 2060
Timing is everything, keep it moving
