Golden Child Song Lyrics

Description:- Golden Child Lyrics Lil Durk are Provided in this article. This is a new song which is sang by famous Singer Lil Durk. This song is from 7220 album. This song will release on 11 March 2022.

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Song:– Golden Child

Singer:– Lil Durk

Album:– 7220

Producer:– CuBeatz, RealRed, YC & Hitmaka

Written:– Ace Redd, Tim Gomringer, Kevin Gomringer, Ivory Scott, RealRed, YC, Hitmaka & Lil Durk

Label:– Only The Family & Alamo Records

Golden Child Lyrics Lil Durk

[Intro]
(Turn me up, YC)
Smurk (Uh, uh)
(Red Dead, I’m so fuckin’ bumpin’, bruh)
Smurk
(Hitmaka)
Yeah

[Verse 1]
I share clothes with killers (Let’s get it)
Who shot? I don’t remember (Yeah)
That bitch off coke, remember? (Let’s get it)
Fuck hoes to Bryson Tiller (Yeah, yeah)
Make freak hoes bite the pillow (Let’s get it)
I cut coke for dealers (I cut coke)
If he got more bodies than you, you can’t lil’ bro the nigga (Yeah)
You hustle bags to feed the plug, then why you poked the nigga? (Yeah)
If you got power with that Tommy, you can ghost a nigga (Yeah)
I fuck a bitch, her pussy dry, I might use lotion with her (Yeah)
Live by the gun, you dyin’ by it, them niggas ain’t coachin’ niggas (Grrah, grrah)
I really got left with noodles (Noodles)
Know a pit who was born a poodle (Let’s get it)
That shit wouldn’t move, then poot her (Poot her)
That shit do feel like voodoo (Let’s get it)
You say you got good gas (Good gas), that shit be doo-doo (Good gas)
That shit foo-foo, feds cracked the case with that shit on YouTube (Uh)
Told an old head fresh out of jail, this shit right here he ain’t used to (Let’s get it)
Young niggas cuckoo, hit ’em, baow, that bitch go roo-roo
I’m talking ’bout Dracs and switches (Dracs and switches)
Bitch, I ain’t paying for kisses (I ain’t payin’)
I’m akh, but I love the Christians (Let’s get it)
I know an akh who fuck with Christmas (Let’s get it)

[Interlude]
Keep that
Keep all that, but, uh, that MAC, you know, like
Man, what?

[Verse 2]
I bought my Lamb’ with cash
That boy dead, I’m glad
I don’t speak tongues, period, I don’t fuck with Vlad
In New York, I dress like Fab
Too rich to jump in cabs
Sip drank, I don’t fuck with dab
She nosey, close the tab (Yeah)
I’m Smurk, I’m a golden child (Yeah)
I’m a street nigga, eat at Tao (Yeah)
Hundred mill’, I’ma throw in the towel (Yeah, yeah)
I made eight bricks, still in style (Yeah)
Got an Apex, cover the tab (Yeah)
Make a top bitch come to the lab (Yeah)
If she quiet, then fuck her loud (Yeah)
Got gas, don’t fuck with mild (Yeah, yeah)

[Outro]
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