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Song Info
Genre
Charts
#63 today
#23 in subgenre
Author
duce all
Uploaded
November 30, 2025
Track Files
MP3
MP3 6.8 MB • 320 kbps • 2:59
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WAV 30.1 MB
Lyrics
[Intro]
"Yeah... You know the deal. Every city got 'em. West Side. Check the mic, 1-2. Let's talk about the paper chasers."
[Verse 1]
I met this dime girl up downtown, yeah,
She said she down with the deuce all sound, player.
I was like, "Ayy, ma? Where you from?"
She was like, "Yeah, man, I rep the H-Town from the jump."
I was like cool, girl, what's your name?
She told me Motherf***ing Mary Jane.
I couldn't believe it, had to holla,
Next thing, we were freakin' in the low-low Impala.
Windows tinted low, hydro smoke everywhere,
Didn't know the only thing she wanted was the shares of my cash, she didn't care.
Shoulda seen the signs, the look in her eye,
Only saw the shine from the chain that I buythe diamond supply.
[Chorus]
She just a gold diggah, yeah, a certified flipper,
Chasin' that paper, not a lover, but a clipper (cutting funds).
All about the Benjamins, the drop-top Benz,
Forgettin' 'bout the real friends, chasin' a trend.
She just a gold diggah, man, a straight-up hustler,
Tryna lock down a boss, lookin' for a buster.
Keep the love, baby girl, just respect the rule:
If you ain't talkin' CASH, then you ain't COOL!
[Verse 2]
It turned out she was just a gold diggah,
She wasn't down for this real-ass player, she was a trigger.
But it's all good, I had to rep my hood and stay on the grind,
I'm making money and I'm living life so good, leaving the past behind.
I ain't got no time for fake bitches, period, point blank,
My main focus is keeping all my riches, filling up the bank.
Hoes trying to hussle a young G, listen up close,
But they must be f***ing crazy, they wishin' for the paper most.
'Cause I see the game through my O.G. lens, it's the vision,
You don't want me, you just want my dividends, that's the mission.
Asking 'bout the crib, the wrist, and the Caddy,
Never asked how the struggle was, she a gold-plated saddy, and that's shady.
[Bridge]
She'll smile in your face, ask you 'bout your day,
But she's mentally calculating what you're willing to pay.
Yeah, she's sweet like a doll, but ice cold like the vault,
And when the money stops spinning, it's never her fault.
[Chorus]
She just a gold diggah, yeah, a certified flipper,
Chasin' that paper, not a lover, but a clipper.
All about the Benjamins, the drop-top Benz,
Forgettin' 'bout the real friends, chasin' a trend.
She just a gold diggah, man, a straight-up hustler,
Tryna lock down a boss, lookin' for a buster.
Keep the love, baby girl, just respect the rule:
If you ain't talkin' CASH, then you ain't COOL!
[Outro]
"Yeah. Know the difference between love and the ledger. If she ain't ridin' with you when the wallet's thin... she a gold diggah. steel city sh*t. girl stop cash is watchin'. Peace out."
