Dipped In Gold Lyrics - Singles - P.reign

[Hook: Young Thug] 

I just bought a rollie should've dipped it in gold 

I just bought a rollie should've dipped it in gold 

I just bought a rollie should've dipped it in there 

I just, I just, I just, I ju-I ju-I just bought a, I just bought a 

I just bought a, I just bought a, I just, I just, I just 

I just bought a rollie should've dipped it in gold 

I just bought a rollie should've dipped it in gold 

She just bought a rollie just dip it in gold 

We just bought some rollies should've dipped 'em in gold 

[Verse 1: P. Reign] 

Go getters, no bullshitters 

Got ten lil niggas and they all hitters 

Make some buddy tell them strippers we the big tippers 

Whole clique full of stars we the big dippers, nigga 

See me pull up and the wrist glitter, whoo 

Two-stepping in my chinchilla, whoo 

Say she smoke and she drink liquor 

Well that bitch to tell her bitch to bring a bitch with her, nigga 

Showed up, and we showed out 

Bout a millie worth of cars when we roll out 

Holy moly out my waist, Glock coked out 

Gold rollie, white face, wrist coked out 

I'm in the A ridin' round with the connect right now 

Cause Tip taught a nigga how the birds fly south 

When we surf through the strip club hoes [?] 

Got a Boosie on my wrist and that shit wiped down, nigga 

[Hook: Young Thug] 

I just bought a rollie should've dipped it in gold 

I just bought a rollie should've dipped it in gold 

I just bought a rollie should've dipped it in there 

I just, I just, I just, I ju-I ju-I just bought a, I just bought a 

I just bought a, I just bought a, I just, I just, I just 

I just bought a rollie should've dipped it in gold 

I just bought a rollie should've dipped it in gold 

She just bought a rollie just dip it in gold 

We just bought some rollies should've dipped 'em in gold 

[Verse 2: T.I.] 

Piped up, rollie iced out 

Haters going back and forth, this shit to fight about 

I'mma, pull up on you with the lights out 

Fucka, ride and get you ass wiped out, nigga 

It ain't nothing but a G thang 

In the 6 with bunch of bitches me and P. Reign 

Ay wussup? got the trunk full of stick on Otto's 

Not ya puss, stole the car on forgiatos 

Hyped up, plug me, know who to call up 

They ask 'em, who's is telling? call carlos 

You dopehead, a pirus, are you breed in (?) 

You dickhead, you (?) repair in my way 

You retard, is you not remember who we are? 

We shoot you from PR, you pretend to be hard, well we hard 

I see from far away, you got a weak heart 

You rep (?) gotta check the G card 

Sain't Memphis says expired on it 

Jeopardized ya application, see you lied on it 

Ya getting towards the loner, put a 5 on it 

Scott dweller (?) turn up