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GoldLink – Rumble Lyrics

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[Intro]
Damn, daddy, this shit crank
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[Chorus: GoldLink]
I keep my energy calibrated
Only show off so they know I made it
All my diamonds elite, hydrated
When I touch down, oh, they celebratin’
I keep my energy calibrated
Only show off so they know I made it
All my diamonds elite, hydrated
When I touch down, oh, they celebratin’
I keep my energy calibrated
Only show off so they know I made it
All my diamonds elite, hydrated
When I touch down, oh, they celebratin’
I keep my energy calibrated
Only show off so they know I made it
All my diamonds elite, hydrated
When I touch down, oh, they celebratin’

[Verse 1: GoldLink]
Uh, touch down my grid on my shit, I got risk on my bones, huh
This ain’t a rental, I rap it like rentals, my mental make you watch your tone now
Speaking of me, I got blood on my sneakers from runnin’ the game too long, huh
This ain’t a thing that you fond of, pussy niggas wanna play like Juwana
Me and shorty might just bond up, huh

[Refrain: Lil Nei & GoldLink]
That’s the sound of the riot [?], lift off (They be like, I be like, they be like, fuck it)
I break shit then drift off (They be like, I be like)
Look now I’m big dawg, back up, let the fifth off (They be like, fuck it)
Co-come and get drift off (They be like, I be like)
[?] make ’em drop, do the criss-cross (They be like, fuck it)
Shoot from the hip, though (They be like, I be like, ah)

[Chorus: GoldLink]
I keep my energy calibrated
Only show off so they know I made it
All my diamonds elite, hydrated
When I touch down, oh, they celebratin’
I keep my energy calibrated
Only show off so they know I made it
All my diamonds elite, hydrated
When I touch down, oh, they celebratin’
I keep my energy calibrated
Only show off so they know I made it
All my diamonds elite, hydrated
When I touch down, oh, they celebratin’
I keep my energy calibrated
Only show off so they know I made it
All my diamonds elite, hydrated
When I touch down, oh, they celebratin’

[Verse 2: Jackson Wang]
Jackson
Get in, losers (Losers)
I’ll be flyin’ (Flyin’)
On the longest (Longest)
Bottles poppin’ (Poppin’)
In the air (Air), huh
Outfits with the made in China on them tags
Team Wang on the beat, now bring them bags
When I touch down, they gon’ celebrate
Feel the tide ba ba ba, triple eight
Ta men shuo guo juede, wo bao bei
Wo bao bei, double G’s your fit (G’s your fit)
Play at The Forum, I know I’m the one (One)
Giving respect to her, but I feel none (None)
‘Cause you need the booty bae, you rubber band (One)
Journey to the West, I’m ready for the run (Bang)

[Refrain: Lil Nei & GoldLink]
That’s the sound of the riot [?], lift off (They be like, I be like, they be like, fuck it)
I break shit, then drift off (They be like, I be like)
[?] now, pick them back up, let the fifth off (They be like, fuck it)
Co-come and get drift off (They be like, I be like)
[?] make ’em drop, do the criss-cross (They be like, fuck it)
Shoot from the hip, though (They be like, I be like, ah!)