Golden Child
B-boy Fidget - Golden Child (Official Lyrics)

Chorus:
I just wanna get real fly
Fill the cup, blow the weed outside
Niggas hatin' bring the heat outside
Bitches love me when they see me smile
Momma said "hey son I'm proud"
Keep doing your thing right now
Keep doing your thing right now
Cuz you are the golden child

Verse 1:
Ok I guess i'm back on it
No cap, but I had to put the tax on it
Every verse nigga gotta put the racks on it
I don't do the broke rap gigs, that's honest
I don't do the hatin' ass shit, that's drama
I don't wanna lie to my chick, that's karma
Legend in my hometown, yes I'm honored
Now I'm trying to hit the whole world, no condom
Talking Part (Verse 1):
"I mean you know, it's cool to be a hometown hero don’t get me wrong, but you know, I got
Bigger plans baby. Let’s take this shit coast to coast, sea to sea..., you gon’ see”
Verse 1 Cont’d:
9 month campaign made me a monster
And it’s sponsored by the best ganja
5 bad bitches in my bed in pajamas
Dim the lights, I'm a do what I wanna
Sweat it out turn the room to a sauna
No lobster, for you, chimichanga
You gotta rep my gang for the longest
You gotta rep my gang like you want this!


Chorus:
I just wanna get real fly
Fill the cup, blow the weed outside
Niggas hatin' bring the heat outside
Bitches love me when they see me smile
Momma said "hey son I'm proud"
Keep doing your thing right now
Keep doing your thing right now
Cuz you are the golden child

Verse 2:
As I lift my wrist as I'm sippin' prosecco
She looking at the watch, and the bezel
She's not a little thot from the ghetto
Smart in the mental, told her I'd be gentle
Laid back, I don't even have an issue
Blow me, you don't even need a tissue
Haha...see I got you laughing now, yeah, what we trying to get into?
I'm a boss with a good sense of humor
Plus the pheromones, and the fumes up
And that good Seattle weed too clutch
Fill up a glass, and then scoot up
Let's toast to us and then go up
Let's take a trip where there's no one
Go and bring your friends it'd be mo' fun
To never Neverland, we don't grow up
Let's plant some seeds and then grow something
But not now, right now I'm a road runner
I gotta get it, I don't care if the snow coming
They wanna see Young Fidge, so the show coming
I'm out here with a stick like Paul Bunyan
Hella ice on my neck like Cool Runnings
I got an A-Team here, nigga who running?
I'm just saying if you really wanna do something
Chorus:
I just wanna get real fly
Fill the cup, blow the weed outside
Niggas hatin' bring the heat outside
Bitches love me when they see me smile
Momma said "hey son I'm proud"
Keep doing your thing right now
Keep doing your thing right now
Cuz you are the golden child