PLATINUM lyrics

by

Tyga & YG


[Intro: YG]
Uh-oh

[Chorus: YG & Tyga]
I don't do the rims no more, I ride stock
I f*ck top ten b*tches, you f*ck bops
Hundred on the dash, slow down, there go the cops
We goin' platinum, baby
Yeah, we be goin' platinum, but I wear gold
Four-hundred, five-hundred what I get a show
Play the game right, so I'm livin' by the code
We goin' platinum, baby (4Hunnid)

[Verse 1: YG]
You know how many b*tches thugged out off the liquor?
Straight tequila shots, so it's f*ckin' up my liver
Shoutout 800, that's my motherf*ckin' hitter
That's my killer, that's my dawg, that's my motherf*ckin' n*gga
n*gga, we ain't friendly, we don't conversate with opps
On that gang sh*t, but we done made it off the block
f*ckin' on your b*tch, shе was actin' like a bop
That's why them busty n*ggas hate mе, off top
f*ck Clark Kent, we ain't into savin' hoes
We be playin' with money, y'all playin' with y'all nose
My b*tch rich, she gon' pull up in a Rolls
With that Off-White on and some all white toes
Lamborghini black, Maybach and a 'Rari
Westside sh*t, might pull up on Harley
T-Raww got the snow bunnies goin' gnarly
House n*ggas, y'all ain't never outside, sorry
[Chorus: YG & Tyga]
I don't do the rims no more, I ride stock
I f*ck top ten b*tches, you f*ck bops
Hundred on the dash, slow down, there go the cops
We goin' platinum, baby
Yeah, we be goin' platinum, but I wear gold
Four-hundred, five-hundred what I get a show
Play the game right, so I'm livin' by the code
We goin' platinum, baby (4Hunnid)

[Verse 2: Tyga]
I don't f*ck rats no more, I'm at the top (Top)
Send me the addy, you know it's gon' pop (Pop)
b*tch, take a look at the sip and don't flock (Flock)
She bouncin' on my di*k, man, this b*tch got hops
Uh, money in my palm and her pus*y got my hand on it
Got a lil' toppy, then I— (What?), put my man on it
Trampoline green how the b*tch just land on it
Treat the beat like a treadmill how I ran on it
Dun-dun, dun-dun, da-da-dun-dun
n*ggas don't sleep, I'm a beast where I'm from (Ha)
Popped in a Tesla, put it on her tongue (Ugh)
Platinum in my teeth and it cost a honey bun (Sweet)
Jack in the box, tell these clowns that it's up (It's up)
n*ggas actin' tough (Tough), I'ma call bluff (Bluff)
I ain't talkin' 'bout the DJ, but I had enough (n*gga)
And this ain't for the radio, keep this sh*t rough, n*gga
[Chorus: YG & Tyga]
I don't do the rims no more, I ride stock
I f*ck top ten b*tches, you f*ck bops
Hundred on the dash, slow down, there go the cops
We goin' platinum, baby
Yeah, we be goin' platinum but I wear gold
Four-hundred, five-hundred what I get a show
Play the game right, so I'm livin' by the code
We goin' platinum, baby (4Hunnid)
I don't do the rims no more, I ride stock
I f*ck top ten b*tches, you f*ck bops
Hundred on the dash, slow down, there go the cops
We goin' platinum, baby
Yeah, we be goin' platinum but I wear gold
Four-hundred, five-hundred what I get a show
Play the game right, so I'm livin' by the code
We goin' platinum, baby (4Hunnid)
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