Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gold Medal , by - Ken Car$on. Release date: 11.05.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Gold Medal |
| I got some more choppers, yeah |
| I got a brand-new Beretta (New) |
| I dropped out of school and bought me a tool |
| I’m ridin' 'round like I’m the devil |
| Yeah, I fucked that lil' bitch on the molly (Molly) |
| Yeah, she suck on my dick then she swallow it (Swallow it) |
| The apes ain’t seen a drought (Ooh) |
| These niggas be tellin' about it (Ooh) |
| The reason I’m in and out (Yeah) |
| These niggas be actin' like cops (Cops) |
| I don’t make peace with opps (Nah) |
| I don’t give a fuck 'bout a opp (Nah) |
| I pull up with sticks then mop (Mop) |
| I mop a nigga block (No cap) |
| I pull up and pop the top (Bitch) |
| Maison Mihara on my feet, not Margiela (Maison, ayy) |
| She gon' let me fuck, it ain’t nothin' you can tell her |
| I just took some bands out the bank at the live teller (It ain’t nothin') |
| It ain’t nothin' to me, I spent it all on this sweater (It ain’t nothin') |
| Yeah, it ain’t nothin' to me, talkin' 'bout bitches, I got several (I swear, |
| yeah, it ain’t nothin') |
| If havin' hoes was a sport then I’d have a gold medal (Swear, yeah, |
| it ain’t nothin') |
| And I ain’t worried 'bout a opp, let 'em die slow like rose petals (Swear, yeah, |
| it ain’t nothin') |
| If they try me get popped, I guess they should’ve known better (Swear, yeah, |
| it ain’t nothin') |
| Niggas hatin' on me, I made it out the street |
| Swear to God, He was with me, yeah, I was just a wannabe |
| Pussy nigga hatin' you for that ho to blow your top |
| Still posted up with kilos on 800 Block (I'm on there) |
| MaddMax and Ken, they gon' blow (They gon' blow) |
| I ain’t never had a job, I’d rather pour the four (Pour the four) |
| All my friends locked up for fraud, ain’t talkin' card (Ain't no card) |
| Lil' bad bitch, she suck me while this sausage getting hard, 800 |
| Maison Mihara on my feet, not Margiela (Maison, Maison Mihara, ayy) |
| She gon' let me fuck, it ain’t nothin' you can tell her |
| I just took some bands out the bank at the live teller (It ain’t nothin') |
| It ain’t nothin' to me, I spent it all on this sweater (It ain’t nothin') |
| Yeah, it ain’t nothin' to me, talkin' 'bout bitches, I got several (I swear, |
| yeah, it ain’t nothin') |
| If havin' hoes was a sport then I’d have a gold medal (Swear, yeah, |
| it ain’t nothin') |
| And I ain’t worried 'bout a opp, let 'em die slow like rose petals (Swear, yeah, |
| it ain’t nothin') |
| If they try me get popped, I guess they should’ve known better (Swear, yeah, |
| it ain’t nothin') |