Can't Do Golds Lyrics - Waka Flocka

Quarter million dollar cash in my guest room 

Thumbing through the bands I be playing with a check 

Count a cool 2 mill without breaking sweats 

Hit some more ain't fucking flexin, waynebo rolex 

Bricksquad monopoly, hey that's the company 

Run that shit the fuck back a track 

These niggas playing man we cop it 

Sour top dog, we in this bitch man 

[Hook] 

I'm rocking rollies, I'm talking 3 of those 

Bad bitches, I got plenty of those 

Diamond grill, I came through the ghost 

I'm riding 6's, I can do the 4's 

Keep it real till I die, put it on my set 

Keep it real till I die, put it on my set 

Thumbing through them bands, I be playing with the checks 

Keep it real till I die, put it on my set, squad! 

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Quarter million dollar cash in my guest room 

Thumbing through the bands I be playing with a check 

Count a cool 2 mill without breaking sweats 

Hit some more ain't fucking flexin, waynebo rolex 

Jiggin through this work, I don't have to benchpress 

When they kinda worry, my dogs always love to flex 

Cause he be a stone cold killa with the pistol 

Run up in my ...how's your mama gonna miss you 

Stay about my grizzle, thumbing through a check 

Stay a real nigga, I'ma put it on my set 

Fell in love with fashion, since Gucci Corvette 

Nigga disrespect me, I just leave his ass wet 

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[Hook] 

I'm rocking rollies, I'm talking 3 of those 

Bad bitches, I got plenty of those 

Diamond grill, I came through the ghost 

I'm riding 6's, I can do the 4's 

Keep it real till I die, put it on my set 

Keep it real till I die, put it on my set 

Thumbing through them bands, I be playing with the checks 

Keep it real till I die, put it on my set, squad! 

He ain't never been scared, threw a hunned on his head 

Cash, bad, bad, stay real... 

If I catch you slippin with my gun, black mask 

I'm always fuckin hanging with no hobbies 

Thumbing through the bands, I be doing that 

You know I'm real nigga bitch break your fucking back 

You a pussy nigga, you don't want no get back 

I got war, girls back, had to live with that 

Same situation get it how you live bitch 

Worth a couple comments, you ain't even average 

I'm flexin with d7, 

Free my nigga boosie, I'm a fuckin savage 

[Hook] 

I'm rocking rollies, I'm talking 3 of those 

Bad bitches, I got plenty of those 

Diamond grill, I came through the ghost 

I'm riding 6's, I can do the 4's 

Keep it real till I die, put it on my set 

Keep it real till I die, put it on my set 

Thumbing through them bands, I be playing with the checks 

Keep it real till I die, put it on my set, squad!