Let’s go Green light , how a nigga on go Running up the road Esco How I’m fuckin wit my future , freebands no you can’t hold not a thang Get money wit da team Move funny call up Keem you know he coming wit da beam Ain’t shooting for no spleen Tryna put da bitch between dem two things you use to see Niggas be acting like a scene Gas is louder than a scream Hit the wood Nd I feel serene young nigga preciate the irony Dubs is crisp like ironing I be high like balconies Wit a bitch down on her knees I be smiling counting cheese So I can’t fuck wit no 6 D .. Nein I can’t do dat Young nigga colder than flu check Young nigga colder than a sweater gotta listen to my shit wit headphones and a crewnеck Fuckin on yo bitch Nd she say I got her too wet Humblе lil nigga but my crew love to flex , trapping out both parts of a duplex Ahead da game already know what imma do next I’m too official , gimme two blue checks Watch me like hot sauce what he gone do next I could never cross a nigga , don’t do hex but I be ballin , hooping all thru rec Breaking records , Nd I break ya boo neck When I step in dis bitch looking too fresh Stomp on a beat then I hit it wit a suplex Then imma let it catch a few breaths Cap , ain’t no time to rest Rap da whole beat start to finish Nd thru rests Think a nigga Finnish wit this ice on my neck Think a nigga British how I can’t feel shit I’m da fresh king nigga ask Will Smith Midas effect on everything in my vicinity Is you feeling me? They not hearing me I’m so seriously sick In dis bitch I need a vaccine All dese bitches in my pad , turnt to da maxi Ps on top of ps in da trap dem bitches stack-ing So ain’t no kickin it wit me bitch I’m not Jackie ... Chan Or Chun Ask around bitch I’m da one Swear to God I’m like da son of the holiest above , how the whole world show me love From the bitches to the plugs Stackin riches ain’t enough Gotta split it wit my thugs Snatch bitches from they loves Her decision when I’m done , if she gone go back to ya , flippin bitches spatula Technically flip hoes like a turner My bitch wanna hit , she gone turn her Bend blocks in a Benz wit a burner Told da comp , the end , cuz it’s over freshie be da closer Let’s go Green light , how a nigga on go It’s over for you folk
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