Lyrics:
forever in the
Circus of madness
On the road to
Fame and obscurity
Your life in a green screen
Everything is fake
You take pictures in a mansion
But you
play [Yeah]
You ghost like a phantom
Like I'm getting that green [Yeah]
I'm trynna go plant them
[Verse 2]
I see them they watching like 12 but they
takin' prisoners
Been on my bars and flows shit boat full of lobster and grits
Silver on my bitch's body imma call her Nova
And I know she's green enough
blaam)
Stix go wham (wham)
Bitch you already know bout shots
Snitch you a bitch get ran off da block
(Yeaaa)
Smokin on green (Supreme)
You know what I mean
Green in the compartment of the car that’s food
Can feed all the dogs like pedigree
Don’t threaten me or my darg will shoot
Hop out the car bombard
Hook (Kifflux)
미칠듯이 달려 I'm a racer fuck yeah
You ain't gonna stop me now
I'll be non-stop till the end
돈을벌어 달러 I'm a chaser fuck yeah
Cooking green
and collard greens
Inside peanut butter cream
Yeah we know; it’s all a dream
Woke up made it live for me
It’s all love; hate on me
College days I served a fiend
We roll green in the woods like forests
Got your girl wet when I hit that chorus
I’m here tryna get mine I could
Give one fuck bout you and yours
by Shisui got that green
We do Judo
Serving fades like Asta sharpen blades
I wont trade
Higher grade and sometimes I need raid for brigades
like Tesla
We goin to the moon fly now tesla
Change the world Ride-on Tesla
Dodge that red light oh no
Ride on green light yeah right
Think like Elon
the cream, cream
And cause I be dough boy fresh, so fresh, and so clean, clean
With a cup full of lean, lean
Smokin’ OG yeah the best of the green, green
the green like a crouton
I don’t wanna bring anything back, cuz yesterday is yesterday
Tomorrow may be sorrow but
A rainy day’s just another day
Ey
Went
On that 1960’s Celtics team
And Larry had them birds on go like green
I’m bout to lean hook shot Kareem
I just need a deuce and Mountain Dew green
Just
pockets real swoll
Move that snow and then I gotta go
Green and the pills been ona low
Trap everything grocery store
Fly nigga just wanted the top
My
up o believe me, I'm goin up you believe me? Ain't no one ever gon beat me, family strong like Medici, look at your jealous demeanor, yall lookin green
The sauce I make like soy (woo)
Add the snares in boy!
(Blah, blah, blah, blah)
I ride with the same ones that I been known from early
Too much green snakes
Shawty TTG yeah she wit it.
If it’s bout the green yeah I’m wit it.
(Verse 1)
My bruddah gon squeeze for a n*gga.
She gon drop down to her knees for
money I told him why ain’t you
Keep it 100 maybe it’s cus you green and not blue
And wen I say you green dat mean you don’t kno nun dude
I suggest you
cheese
Running up that green
You already know this shit gon blow
Knowing I’m so fresh when I step on the scene
Don’t believe you can check all the tags
like my niggas nigga)
Say it again
I like my niggas pure bred
Lit that bic
Mad ass bitch
Niggas go green and wanna roll up quick
Bitch you spliff
Bitch
Don't rush a thing
Put trust in me
Need space to breath
To make this green
What makes you think I’m not moving faithfully
How much more you think
that raw uncut no baking soda
Said I’m fin to blow up
Hold up
Smoking on that green like yoda
This that sticky Dojah
Feeling focused
Everything
Yapha
Make a Scene
Hook
Pull up make a scene, pockets full of green, retros looking clean, and them speakers gotta scream
But now the police
Run with the livest
Run with the wildest
King Kong
You know the pedigree
Get to the cash
To fill up the stash
Love the green like it’s celery
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