Tyga & YG Join Forces On “Platinum,” Premiere Music Video

Tyga, YG premiere the official music video for their new “Platinum” collaborative work produced by DTP. Listen, stream, read the lyrics, buy the song.

Frequent collaborators Tyga and YG are back with a brand new song; this time, they’ve got their sights set on a hit. The two California MCs have made plenty of songs together in the past. Just last week the pair teamed up with Blxst for a new single “West Coast Weekend.” This week they’re back with another new song “Platinum.” While there’s still no more news about their reported collaborative album they seem to be inching closer.

On “Platinum” Tyga and YG drift away from the wavy vibes of their new single last week into something much more hard-hitting. The sunny, west-coast, hard-hitting gangster raps are nothing unfamiliar to either artist. They both do their thing on the track and still have as much chemistry as ever. The music video for the song is about what you’d expect. It features bold cars, beautiful women, big chains, and signals of California in every direction.

For Tyga, it’s been a bit of a slow start to 2023 so far. He released his own single “Day One” back in May. His only other appearance came on the OHGEESY song “Chrome Hearted” where he lends a guest feature. More music could be coming down the pipe for Tyga soon though. A recent report pointed out that he’s been in the studio a lot with Blink 182 drummer Travis Barker recently working on music.

For YG it’s been even more scant. The two collaborative singles he’s dropped with Tyga have been his only new music this year so far. He did still make some noise when he attended Tupac’s long-awaited Hollywood Walk Of Fame star ceremony.

Tyga, YG – Platinum (prod. DTP)

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16 June 2023
1 Song, 2 minutes
℗ 2023 Last Kings Music / 4Hunnid Records / EMPIRE

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Lyrics

[Intro: YG]
Uh-oh

[Chorus: YG & Tyga]
I don’t do the rims no more, I ride stock
I fuck top ten bitches, you fuck bops
Hundred on the dash, slow down, there go the cops
We goin’ platinum, baby
Yeah, we be goin’ platinum without bein’ thorough
4Hunnid, five-hundred what I get a show
Play the game right, so I’m livin’ by the code
We goin’ platinum, baby (4Hunnid)

[Verse 1: YG]
You know how many bitches thugged out off the liquor?
Straight tequila shots, so it’s fuckin’ up my liver
Shoutout 800, that’s my motherfuckin’ hitter
That’s my killer, that’s my dawg, that’s my motherfuckin’ nigga
Nigga, we ain’t friendly, we don’t conversate with opps
On that gang shit, but we done made it off the block
Fuckin’ on your bitch, she was actin’ like a bop
That’s why them busty niggas hate me, off top
Fuck Clark Kent, we ain’t into savin’ hoes
We be playin’ with money, y’all playin’ with y’all nose
My bitch rich, she gon’ pull up in a Rolls
With that Off-White on and some all white toes
Lamborghini black, Maybach and a Rari’
Westside shit, might pull up on Harley
T-Raww got the snow bunnies goin’ gnarly
House niggas, y’all ain’t never outside, sorry

[Chorus: YG & Tyga]
I don’t do the rims no more, I ride stock
I fuck top ten bitches, you fuck bops
Hundred on the dash, slow down, there go the cops
We goin’ platinum, baby
Yeah, we be goin’ platinum without bein’ thorough
4Hunnid, five-hundred what I get a show
Play the game right, so I’m livin’ by the code
We goin’ platinum, baby (4Hunnid)

[Verse 2: Tyga]
I don’t fuck rats no more, I’m at the top (Top)
Send me the addy, you know it’s gon’ pop (Pop)
Bitch, take a look at the sip and don’t flock (Flock)
She bouncin’ on my dick, man, this bitch got hops
Uh, money in my palm and her pussy got my hand on it
Got a lil’ tired, then I— (What?), put my man on it
Trampoline green, how the bitch just land on it?
Treat the beat like a treadmill, how I ran on it
Dun-dun, dun-dun, da-da-dun-dun
Niggas don’t sleep, I’m a beast where I’m from
Popped in a Tesla, put it on her tongue (Ugh)
Platinum in my teeth and it cost a honey bun (Sweet)
Jack in the box, tell these clowns that it’s up (It’s up)
Niggas actin’ tough (Tough), I’ma call bluff
I ain’t talkin’ ’bout the DJ, but I had enough (Nigga)
And this ain’t for the radio, keep this shit rough, nigga

[Chorus: YG & Tyga]
I don’t do the rims no more, I ride stock
I fuck top ten bitches, you fuck bops
Hundred on the dash, slow down, there go the cops
We goin’ platinum, baby
Yeah, we be goin’ platinum without bein’ thorough
4Hunnid, five-hundred what I get a show
Play the game right, so I’m livin’ by the code
We goin’ platinum, baby (4Hunnid)
I don’t do the rims no more, I ride stock
I fuck top ten bitches, you fuck bops
Hundred on the dash, slow down, there go the cops
We goin’ platinum, baby
Yeah, we be goin’ platinum without bein’ thorough
4Hunnid, five-hundred what I get a show
Play the game right, so I’m livin’ by the code
We goin’ platinum, baby (4Hunnid)