Gold Chain - Rapper Big Pooh

I used to wanna rock a gold chain

A bracelet with two pinky rings

I got a couple carat earrings

And I don’t even wear the damn things

I used to want Gucci, used to want Prada

Used to want a Audi 5000, bruh

I thought getting it was stuntin'

I used to think getting it was frontin'

Cubic zirconia until I got something

Uh oh!

Here comes that rap check

Take me to the store, I need a Rolex

No, take me to the car lot, I want a Lex

Driving 'round slow, this is success

Look at all these girls looking impressed

Yes!

I’m in the money G

Now watch them no money tree

I used to want a Rollie instead I bought a Lexus

Now I got women rubbing on my solar plexus

They wanna know where that money at

But tell me would you love me in a Pontiac

Now watch 'em scatter like roaches

Got tired of dealing with them vultures

Tryna stick it up like a poster

say ain’t no love for them hoes bruh

I had to figure out who I was

Who I ain’t, I ain’t in clubs

I ain’t concerned with looking nigga rich

All on your television looking niggerish

Rah rah, rah rah rah, rah

Or blah blah, blah blah blah, blah

Nor always talking 'bout what I got

'Cause I know them wolf niggas keep a plot

That’s how you get got

Think on it

Gold Chain bitch