Green what a hell of a scene ,. Plots and themes ,. Redesign the creame,. Jeezzzz,. Vacuum seal screaming,. Backwoods burning so dark you'd think it's blinking,. More reliable substance,. Mary Jane nd God ,. Nothing else above it ,. So stable ,. I'ma budget ,. Like cable ,. You can't touch it ,. Hammer time,. No way too judge it ,.
Peto One time for A$AP Yams Let's go What's this I see? Niggas tryna act like Gs Got A$AP, got Fergy with me It's a new day, no Black Eyed Peas That's that shit, mhm, mhm, yeah that's that shit (You ain't got no Flacko in your Serato?) Motherfucker better blast that shit Niggas drink quarts of the Clicquot Bitches sniff raw of the kilos Flacko makes sales of the perico She know, went to ATL for my C-Note Remember I ain't never have no home Now I got a penthouse and a beach home Back when I was rockin' at least (2 Chainz) I was trappin' off at least like three phones Me and Yams made the plan Then I paid myself and I gave myself advance Way before I became myself I'd like to thank myself, because I made myself the man It's like lately I ain't myself I'd rather hang myself before I play myself I tell her: "throw on the dress with the pinstripes" Know the one that fit the booty all skin tight, that's right Yeah you that shit, mhm, mhm, yeah move that shit Frontin' like you did it for the fellas Get all the bitches jealous when you do that shit But my neck is gold, the rest is froze Sex and hoes, best of both Girls and girls, perpetual Sippin' slow, Texas throwed Comma, I'm about decimals Chill and get faded I'm surprised that we made it Young niggas know the sky is the limit All I ever wanna do is chill and get shaded Chill and get faded Shit, I'm surprised that we made it Nowadays stress overrated All I ever wanna do is chill and get shaded I wanna see you take it all off And she just wanna make it harder And we just end up takin' longer Can't impress her with them diamonds though Them diamonds Talkin' 'bout M's Talkin' 'bout M's nigga, M's Make 'em talk about, make 'em talk about M's Nigga, talkin' 'bout M's Nigga, talkin' 'bout M's Nigga, talkin' 'bout M's Make 'em talk about, talkin' 'bout M's nigga Talkin' 'bout M's It's like lately all I ever seem to think about is M's nigga Talkin' 'bout M's See the same thing all up in my bank account M's nigga, talkin' 'bout M's And my RUclips account say the same amount M's nigga, talkin' 'bout M's Money talk and dogs bark I got a pocket full of stones in my stonewashed Lambo, brand new Lambo With tiger stripes on it, call that bitch a golf cart I'm outchea, I'm so outchea, I swear niggas have no idea I swear niggas better wear riot gear Cause I appear and pow! Loud and clear, give 'em diarrhea, oh I re-up tonight, I'mma be up tonight, cookin' a key up tonight Niggas de-up, I slide to the right, throw up a three up in time Put a B up, let's fight, don't get beat up tonight Feet up in my European, I ride with my heater inside Kill you and your dawg, then go put on a shirt that say PETA for life Like you sneeze you untight, you got beef I got white You got beef I got white, I got green, I got white, I got pink I got pints, I got lean, I got ice, I got needles and pipes I got clean, I got right, I got mean, I got nice That's that Tina and Ike, I don't lean on the price I don't cheat on the price Try to cheat on the dice, you get beat on the spot I get keys on the spot and I keep it on lock And I keep it up safe, what you keep in your safe? It's what I spent on my watch and I wave it like Ma$e 'Bout to re-do the face, get a see-through AK I eat seafood and steak But girl I'mma treat you like cake till I get a sweet tooth-toothache But wait let's talk about M's, not about them I love my BMs, I love my YM, ain't no more CM Let's pluck out the stems, let's fuck like a nymph She walk out, she limp, it's dark and we dim Yeah we them niggas, handcuffing him niggas, back up and skim niggas See that we strapped up, we cap up your brim nigga Fill my cup up to the rim nigga Tunechi
I’m dodging the H A T E Only wanna see M’s But the game just ain’t free Gotta running it up cuz my pockets too slim Can’t take no more L’s No no I am not 1 of them Hit her so good make her yell Takeover her spot I feel like I’m zim Can hold my own weight Don’t need a car or need the rims Still need the cake Ain’t tryna be a B U M My sweet tooth hurting That money have u doing almost anything That’s for certain…try me ima let it bang like I’m at the army’s service
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Green what a hell of a scene ,.
Plots and themes ,.
Redesign the creame,.
Jeezzzz,.
Vacuum seal screaming,.
Backwoods burning so dark you'd think it's blinking,.
More reliable substance,.
Mary Jane nd God ,.
Nothing else above it ,.
So stable ,.
I'ma budget ,.
Like cable ,.
You can't touch it ,.
Hammer time,.
No way too judge it ,.
Exellent
Peto
One time for A$AP Yams
Let's go
What's this I see? Niggas tryna act like Gs
Got A$AP, got Fergy with me
It's a new day, no Black Eyed Peas
That's that shit, mhm, mhm, yeah that's that shit
(You ain't got no Flacko in your Serato?)
Motherfucker better blast that shit
Niggas drink quarts of the Clicquot
Bitches sniff raw of the kilos
Flacko makes sales of the perico
She know, went to ATL for my C-Note
Remember I ain't never have no home
Now I got a penthouse and a beach home
Back when I was rockin' at least (2 Chainz)
I was trappin' off at least like three phones
Me and Yams made the plan
Then I paid myself and I gave myself advance
Way before I became myself
I'd like to thank myself, because I made myself the man
It's like lately I ain't myself
I'd rather hang myself before I play myself
I tell her: "throw on the dress with the pinstripes"
Know the one that fit the booty all skin tight, that's right
Yeah you that shit, mhm, mhm, yeah move that shit
Frontin' like you did it for the fellas
Get all the bitches jealous when you do that shit
But my neck is gold, the rest is froze
Sex and hoes, best of both
Girls and girls, perpetual
Sippin' slow, Texas throwed
Comma, I'm about decimals
Chill and get faded
I'm surprised that we made it
Young niggas know the sky is the limit
All I ever wanna do is chill and get shaded
Chill and get faded
Shit, I'm surprised that we made it
Nowadays stress overrated
All I ever wanna do is chill and get shaded
I wanna see you take it all off
And she just wanna make it harder
And we just end up takin' longer
Can't impress her with them diamonds though
Them diamonds
Talkin' 'bout M's
Talkin' 'bout M's nigga, M's
Make 'em talk about, make 'em talk about M's
Nigga, talkin' 'bout M's
Nigga, talkin' 'bout M's
Nigga, talkin' 'bout M's
Make 'em talk about, talkin' 'bout M's nigga
Talkin' 'bout M's
It's like lately all I ever seem to think about is M's nigga
Talkin' 'bout M's
See the same thing all up in my bank account
M's nigga, talkin' 'bout M's
And my RUclips account say the same amount
M's nigga, talkin' 'bout M's
Money talk and dogs bark
I got a pocket full of stones in my stonewashed
Lambo, brand new Lambo
With tiger stripes on it, call that bitch a golf cart
I'm outchea, I'm so outchea, I swear niggas have no idea
I swear niggas better wear riot gear
Cause I appear and pow! Loud and clear, give 'em diarrhea, oh
I re-up tonight, I'mma be up tonight, cookin' a key up tonight
Niggas de-up, I slide to the right, throw up a three up in time
Put a B up, let's fight, don't get beat up tonight
Feet up in my European, I ride with my heater inside
Kill you and your dawg, then go put on a shirt that say PETA for life
Like you sneeze you untight, you got beef I got white
You got beef I got white, I got green, I got white, I got pink
I got pints, I got lean, I got ice, I got needles and pipes
I got clean, I got right, I got mean, I got nice
That's that Tina and Ike, I don't lean on the price
I don't cheat on the price
Try to cheat on the dice, you get beat on the spot
I get keys on the spot and I keep it on lock
And I keep it up safe, what you keep in your safe?
It's what I spent on my watch and I wave it like Ma$e
'Bout to re-do the face, get a see-through AK
I eat seafood and steak
But girl I'mma treat you like cake till I get a sweet tooth-toothache
But wait let's talk about M's, not about them
I love my BMs, I love my YM, ain't no more CM
Let's pluck out the stems, let's fuck like a nymph
She walk out, she limp, it's dark and we dim
Yeah we them niggas, handcuffing him niggas, back up and skim niggas
See that we strapped up, we cap up your brim nigga
Fill my cup up to the rim nigga
Tunechi
hard beats would like to freestyle on it
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I’m dodging the H A T E
Only wanna see M’s
But the game just ain’t free
Gotta running it up cuz my pockets too slim
Can’t take no more L’s
No no I am not 1 of them
Hit her so good make her yell
Takeover her spot I feel like I’m zim
Can hold my own weight
Don’t need a car or need the rims
Still need the cake
Ain’t tryna be a B U M
My sweet tooth hurting
That money have u doing almost anything
That’s for certain…try me ima let it bang
like I’m at the army’s service
free?
Just move yo body