Gold Feet lyrics by Freddie Gibbs and The Alchemist featuring JID from Alfredo 2, is the latest English song released on Friday, July 25, 2025, under ESGN and ALC Records. Freddie’s verses are all about his unapologetic lifestyle—gold feet, fancy cars, and bougie women—but he also hints at the dangers of his past, like dodging indictments and keeping one eye open. JID, on the other hand, brings his razor-sharp flow, talking about his gangster DNA, platinum plaques, and how he’s out here living like a movie star while still tied to the streets. The Alchemist’s beats tie it all together, giving the track a gritty yet polished vibe that feels like a victory march. If you’ve been following these artists or just stumbled upon this track by chance, trust me, you’re in for a treat. The combination of catchy beats and sharp, unforgettable lyrics makes this song stick in your head long after it ends.
Song Overview
Artist🎤The Alchemist
Mood🎧Triumphant🎧Gritty
Tone🗣️Braggadocious🗣️Defiant
Genre🎼Hip-Hop🎼Gangsta Rap
Theme🗣️Success🗣️Street Life
Lyrics of Gold Feet by Freddie Gibbs & The Alchemist
[Intro: Freddie Gibbs] Yeah They Just Ain’t Gonna Freak It, Freak It Like Me, Ya Dig? Yeah
[Verse 1: Freddie Gibbs & Jid] The F**k A Ring, B!tch, I Like To Cheat, I Bought Some Gold Feet Put That On My Old-School Capris, Dunk It Like Dominique Yeah, Feelin’ Good, Feelin’ Great, H*e Got My Cake Up, They Gon’ Wake Up, Taste The Yayo, The Yayo L.A. Price Was High, I’m With The [?] [?] Got Me Sitchy, Sippin’ Chickies Out Of State, Yo, Like Yeah, Feelin’ Fine, Feelin’ Good, B!tch Got Some Bougie H*es Who Still Gon’ F**k A Hood B!tch So Do It, B!tch, Go ‘head, Let Me Strike It, You Know How I Like It She Said, “All My Stripper Friends Invited,” Only If They Dykin’ And I Just Left The [?] So Icy, They Want Me Indicted Sleep With One Eye Open, Always Lurkin’, Movin’ In Silence Left Eye, Rest In Peace, I Like To Creep, F**ked Her On Gold Feet You Can [?] On The East, Pick Up A Whole Ki’ Used To Be Out West With The Work, Servin’ The Chinatown Lord And Then Get Caught With The Pipes, I Had To Pipe It Down, Down Feelin’ Good, Feelin’ Great (Great, Great) Feelin’ Great, Feelin’ Good, How Are You, Nigga? How Are You? I’m In The Ritz, Finna Mix With A Thick B!tch, How ’bout You? Say You Wanna Win, F**k Nigga, But Your Really Can’t Miss Your Wind, But You Gotta Jump Through Ten In My Benz, Put It On New Shoes F**k Rap Niggas, I Don’t Do New Crews Niggas Get [?] And Get To Kickin’ Shit We Get To Killin’ Shit, Too Much To Lose I Don’t Be Chasin’ These B!tches, Don’t Choose Breakin’ Your H*e While You Breakin’ The News Niggas Irrelevant Without Their B!tch I’m A Motherf**kin’ Pimp, So I’m Makin’ The Rules, I’m Makin’ The Rules, B!tch Feelin’ Good, Feelin’ Great (Great, Great) Feelin’ Great, Feelin’ Good, How Are You, Nigga? How Are You? I’m In The Ritz, Finna Mix With A Thick B!tch, How ’bout You? Yeah (Look) Finna Whip This Brick, Nigga, How ’bout You? (Look)
[Verse 2: Jid] Bro, I’m Coolin’, Lookin’ Ghoulish, Feelin’ Great, The Flow Is Fluid Flames, Fires In The Nighttime, Dancin’ Around, The Barrel Bangs (Bang) Layin’ In That Bed You Made, Gangsters In My Dna Jeans Through The Seams, Tailor-made, It’s Hard To Fabricate Back To Back With Stacks Of Platinum Plaques, You Know My Resumé Lil’ Buddy Was Slingin’ And Catchin’ Plays On The Eastside In A Leather A Beatin’ The Block With A Heavy Bass, Damn, Fleein’ The Cops Schemin’ On Them In A Ski Mask, In The Summer Inside Of The City Don’t Care If You See ’em Or Not, It’s Insidious I’m In Italy With Sicilians, Standin’ On Stage, No, Spitting Soliloquies I’m A Sinner, My Life Is A Center, But Send Me A Script, I Could Be On A Big Screen Bunch Of Bad Women With The Cinnamon Skin She Send Me A Pic’, It’s A Dick Tea’ Let’s Be Serious, I Got Experience, Win The Series Like I Play For The Big Leagues (Oh, Shit, Oh, Shit) Okay, I’m Feelin’ Great, Feelin’ Good, I Fill A Tank, Hit The Bank, Get A Dub (Oh, Shit, Oh, Shit, Woah) F**k A Vape, Fill A Pape’, Full Of Bud, Take A Drag, Take A Drink Drawin’ Blanks, What’s Your Name? I Forgot What It Was But What A Day With My Head In The Clouds Moved Around, Thought It Only Was Us But Niggas Don’t Counter The Camera Then Chill In Mechanicsville, Cuttin’, Cookin’ The Chemicals Kamikaze But No Cannibalism He Caught A Body, Ain’t Know What To Do With Him I Think About It Back When We Was Just Little Now I’m Excited And It’s On For A Milli’ It’s Kinda Crazy When You Do The Comparisons Really ’cause Both Of Us Making A Killin’ I’m Feelin’ Good, I’m Great, I’m Straight, My Boy Can’t Too Many Niggas Relate, My Boy Okay, I Shift Shapes I Ain’t Shootin’ The Shit, They Was Throwin’ Shade I’ma Throw A Fist Like Sugar Shane Can’t Really Even Ask Nigga, “How Your Day? How Are You? How Are Things?” Shit Bad, B!tch, I Might Go Insane Like Howard Hughes ‘Cause I Can Cop A Plane Like Howard Too On The Money Chase With A Wild Goose Nigga, I Ain’t Really Fazed, I Follow Through Goin’ Out In A Blaze, Like… (Oh, Shit, Oh, Shit, Oh, Shit) How ’bout You? Uh, Look Finna Mix With A Thick B!tch, How ’bout You? Uh
Who wrote “Gold Feet” by Freddie Gibbs & The Alchemist?
The song “Gold Feet” was written by Freddie Gibbs, The Alchemist, and JID.
Who produced “Gold Feet” by Freddie Gibbs & The Alchemist?
“Gold Feet” is produced by The Alchemist.
When was the “Gold Feet“ song released?
Gold Feet was released on July 25, 2025.
How long is Gold Feet by Freddie Gibbs & The Alchemist?
The duration of the song Gold Feet is approximately 3 minutes and 41 seconds.
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