G0LD

[Intro: ilomilo, Spoken]
(Gold!)

[Chorus: ilomilo]
I've got the fucking rich taste, I feel like gold
At this point, this shit’s gotten old, mold
I'm feelin' gold, add to that price, baby, sold
All you bitches really bold to mess
With the one with gold, so blessed
So I’ve been told, I feel like gold

[Post-Chorus: nigel naïve]
Gold-oh-old, gold-oh-old, gold-oh-old, gold, gold
Gold-oh-old, gold-oh-old, gold-oh-old, gold, gold
I feel like gold, I feel like gold (Bounce that ass!)
Gold-oh-old, gold-oh-old, gold-oh-old, gold, gold
Gold-oh-old, gold-oh-old, gold-oh-old, gold, gold
I feel like gold, I feel like gold (Bounce that ass!)

[Verse 1: ilomilo]
I'm so cold, call me ice cream
When you walk in, I scream
You lookin' like trash, look at my ass
BBG, you bitches BBL
I can tell, you're straight from hell, so

[Pre-Chorus: ilomilo]
When you're here and I'm not
You can't help but feel distraught, but

[Chorus: ilomilo]
I've got the fucking rich taste, I feel like gold
At this point, this shit’s gotten old, mold
I’m feelin' gold, add to that price, baby, sold
All you bitches really bold to mess
With the one with gold, so blessed
So I’ve been told, I feel like gold

[Post-Chorus: nigel naïve]
Gold-oh-old, gold-oh-old, gold-oh-old, gold, gold
Gold-oh-old, gold-oh-old, gold-oh-old, gold, gold
I feel like gold, I feel like gold (Bounce that ass!)
Gold-oh-old, gold-oh-old, gold-oh-old, gold, gold
Gold-oh-old, gold-oh-old, gold-oh-old, gold, gold
I feel like gold, I feel like gold (Bounce that ass!)

[Verse 2: nigel naïve]
I feel like gold-oh-old, dripping down my face
Y'all bitches is a disgrace, get back in your place
I feel like gold-oh-old, gold on my fucking wrist
Iced out, like I'm that bitch, you know these bitches pissed, ahh
You stupid cunts never see the bigger picture
You look like a fucking cyst, nah, sista
Boo, I don't fuck with you or your friends
I am that bitch, I am that nigga, I am the shit, I do not quit
Call me a Rockefeller cause I’m hanging with Tina Fey
Out of this fucking world, call me Andromedon, bae
On the grind so you can call me dejade
I feel like gold-oh-old, and I stay first place
But this ain't a race

[Pre-Chorus: nigel naïve]
When you're here and I'm not (This ain't a race!)
You can't help but feel distraught, but

[Chorus: ilomilo]
I've got the fucking rich taste, I feel like gold
At this point, this shit's gotten old, mold
I'm feelin' gold, add to that price, baby, sold
All you bitches really bold to mess
With the one with gold, so blessed
So I've been told, I feel like gold

[Post-Chorus: nigel naïve]
Gold-oh-old, gold-oh-old, gold-oh-old, gold, gold
Gold-oh-old, gold-oh-old, gold-oh-old, gold, gold
I feel like gold, I feel like gold (Bounce that ass!)
Gold-oh-old, gold-oh-old, gold-oh-old, gold, gold
Gold-oh-old, gold-oh-old, gold-oh-old, gold, gold
I feel like gold, I feel like gold (Bounce that ass!)

[Bridge: ilomilo & nigel naïve]
We come around and you're not in town
But you ain't gonna see me frown
At this point, I'm already crowned
And you've been clowned (Aha!)
(Bounce that—)

[Outro: nigel naïve]
Y'all bitches be fucking with Milo, like, whoa
That shit ain't cute, you know? Like, that's Milo
Getting on your cellphones and talking shit like use common sense
Bitch, I'on even know at this point, like I'm being honest right now
Y'all is riding high on this dumb shit, like this is coming from a Genius OG right here
Milo is the shit for real