Lyrics:
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in why'all face
I got too much money, too
Yung Trxp a menace I really get stacks,
Run up my money by flipping them packs
I put my whole city on my back,
Even when my own family turned they
Yung Trxp a menace I really get stacks,
Run up my money by flipping them packs
I put my whole city on my back,
Even when my own family turned they
ya best shot
Fetti comin im rubber banding the gwhop
What's wrong with a bad bitches
Don't help me scrape up the guala
Done wit ya lil bitch treat
that's me on the daily
Count that money and I, count that money and I
Run it up, count it up, and you know I'm booted up
Know that nigga hatin' by the way
on the stove
Beat the bowl imma whip
Made a couple of bands lil bitch imma flip hit up his block send shots got a dip
Got a glock 19 and it came with a grip I
my section
Shit, I got one night in town
'Fore the sun comes up I be on to the next one
I fucked your bitch in some Jordan flip flops
45k make
had to walk and had to catch a ride? (what's up?)
The bus just passed by, but you wasn't there on time
The club just let out and you not even fly
she said I'm angelic, surrounded by demons
Uh, lately a n***a just feel out of reach, yeah
Uh, she ask what is wrong, what are your reasons
Uh, I said
teach
A mf dog, I been let off the leash
If She left from my show she'll be back by the week
She hate when I'm humble, and love when I'm arrogant
He tried
her up put her legs on my shoulders
Then beat it up like I'm Rocky Balboa
Yeah I like that
I went & copped me a Cuban link flex
Draped in Burberry I'm
polo bro and it's really nothing else
And I'm rockin all black like I'm really in the stealth
I really do it big yeah all up by myself
So back up off me
riding my dick
Trying to pop like corn two minutes we quick
On fire might need a sponsorship by Bic
I been running these numbers up
Got different cloths
to make sure my kids got it
I hit rock bottom and came back up lil bitch im still popping
First bag i spent my own nigga ian get no front
On the porch
not enough for scatpacks
My lil change imma keep and stack until my cash back
Im stuffin grams in my socks and cash in my backpack
My lil homie into
a pack
Go make it flip, right in the trap
She wanna go shopping, I told her, relax
Don't get too comfy
First sit right here, help me count up this money,
I don't wanna worry bout nothin when I'm on the gas
I gotta flip it I can't be relying on people who don't got the bag
rack it up by any means,
when it get old
I ain't goin up the street catch me posted at the store
N**** play he get hit with this pole
Freaky lil bitch yeah she just play ha role
Might cop a flight with Lil Boat, yuh
Fendi all over my coat, yuh
Hit that lil bitch with a rope, yuh, yuh
Every single night I like to
Flip all my
Tried to reach all my goals , but life testin' me
Run up a bag until I rest in peace
Fuck a hater, they can't even relate to me
Flood the diamonds, you
[Lil' Flip]
Hey pimpin' (hey pimpin')
Them diamonds you wearin' (which ones?)
Them yellow diamonds (oh these?)
They ain't real yellow diamonds homie
(*talking*)
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in y'all face
[Slim Thug]
I got too
(*talking*)
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in y'all face
[Slim Thug]
I got too
(*talking*)
We got that green stuff, Big Tite
Lil Flip the Leprechaun, Slim Thug the Boss Hogg
Fin to put it all in y'all face
[Slim Thug]
I got too
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