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Acorde de Golden God - Machine Gun Kelly

Letra de Golden God

[Intro]

N.C.

Ay, red lights on in the boulevard

N.C.

That means business

Eb

Throw up in this bitch, I might

Eb

Corny bitches make me sick

Eb

I might throw up in this bitch, throw up in this bitch

Eb

Gunna



[Verse 1]

Eb

Made man like Joe Pesci

Eb

I need Deniro or I'll Rob her

Eb

I had to skate Wayne Gretzky

Eb

Called an Uber helicopter

Eb

Bought a pound from a rasta

Ab

Bought the yayo from Miguel, though

Eb

Award shows need an Oscar

Eb

They need my merchandise on Melrose

Eb

David Bowie of my generation

Eb

Kill them all we violent with no hesitation

Eb

Came from public education

Eb

Ramen noodles with the bacon

Eb

I was working at Chipotle, I was finna have a baby

Eb Ab Eb

Went from stealing out of Walmart to president of operations

Abm

Dub was working at the steel shop

Abm

Slim was working off of 1st block

Eb

We still roll together every day

Gb

Except we might be on a private plane

F

Why would you ever come from nothing

Ab

And not do whatever the fuck you wanted?

Abm

They be asking why I'm such a legend

Abm

I took so much acid, I be forgetting



[Hook]

Eb

I'm a golden god, I'm a golden god

Abm

I'm on the roof of the party

Eb Abm

Still almost famous, still all the way dangerous



[Verse 2]

Eb Abm Eb Abm

Still dirty Chuck Taylors, still hanging with gangstas

Eb Abm Eb Abm

The type to put the red beam on you, I ain't talk about a laser

Eb

We the golden squad, we the golden squad

Eb

Double X, we the hardest

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Eb

Me, Dub-O, Mercy Marty

Eb

Should've never got us started

Eb

Motherfucker, I'm retarded

Eb

Do you know how I'm regarded?

Ab

King of underground, King of Cleveland town

Ab

King of marijuana gardens

Eb

I can't stop myself from coughing

Eb

Four thousand dollar bong rip

Eb Ab

Custom made for the new house

Eb Ab

Can't believe I never had shit

Eb Ab Ebm

2012 was a good year, 2017 too lit

Ab

20/20 vision, see the future

Eb

Looks like the crown do fit

Eb Ab Eb Ab

I am king of this new shit, 7 rings and a pool stick

Eb Ab Eb Ab

8 ball, let sway roll, rockstars don't say no

Eb Ab Eb Bbm

This beat so flame, though, I forgot to say my name, though

Bbm

Bitch, I'm G-U-double N-A, Gunna

Eb

Never like my mother, fighter, not a lover

Eb

Man, I'm wildin' every summer

Eb

I ain't like my daddy, he religious

Eb

I'm with bitches burning rubber

Eb

I'm a desperado, whiskey bottles, .38 bang, bang, bang

Eb

Models be on the same thang, thang

Eb

EST, that's the gang, gang, gang



[Hook]

Eb

I'm a golden god, I'm a golden god

Eb

I'm a golden god, I'm a golden god

Eb

I'm a golden god, I'm a golden god

Eb

I'm a golden god, I'm a golden god

Abm

I'm on the roof of the party



[Break]

Abm

Bitch, I thought it was a drought

Eb

Bitch, I thought you had the clout



[Hook]

Eb

I'm a golden god, I'm a golden god

Abm

I'm on the roof of the party

Eb Abm

Still almost famous, still all the way dangerous

Eb

Still all the way dangerous

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