Lyrics Bladee – Golden Boy

This is Drain members only

Bleeding from my Prada shoes like they raw
I always been real with you, from the start
Tryna hold it in my hand but it falls apart

Home run, yeah, I go like 600 yards
They want give me a red card when I hit the mall
Fendi’s scarf around my arms, bleeding from my palms
Drain show in a black car with ’bout 20 guards
There’s a voice in the night, I can hear it call
Night call, you know I pick up, wanna hear you whisper
I know ’bout the water but the blood coming thicker
In your dream, its a scripture, I take it like a picture
Find out what you on and parasite you
I see light blue but sometimes it’s pink too
I can be your fog you’ll be my queen like it’s England
I’m just tryna kick it, trust me like religion
Find out what’s your shape and then I’m shifting
Toxic waste, I’m glitching, trapped in my own prison
I can’t live without you like nutrition
Catch you when I’m blinking, want you like I’m Jason
Four, five rings on like a mason
Feeling like I’m Jordan, three point, yeah, I’m scoring
I might get it late or in the morning
Hit you with a forehand, I been laying dormant

Beat the evil like a hole-in-one