Greenlight
Da Guttaboyz
Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!
I run the red light like it's a green light when I'm in the game, coach give me the green light they call it the lime Light, but it's the green light boy, you can't escape that beam, that's a green light Green light, green light When you see 200 on the dash, that's a green light When you see an op to get that bag, that's a green light Take advantage of an op to get that bag, on a green light 100 miles a running, nigga can't stop this green light Every nigga on the with grinding, nigga better get your team right VIP wherever I'm at, ace of spades wherever I'm at Once little J hit her one time, nigga, she isn't never coming back Shines on me like Slick Rick, bopping hoes get dismissed 100 mil on my wish list, living everything like it's Christmas My top off, all red like hot sauce shooters all on the front line, stay ready When it pop off I told that bitch I'd never ever love again That was way before I seen that other Benz Gucci lens on me, lotta ends on me I was just a little nigga, now they call me big homie I run the red light like it's a green light when I'm in the game, coach give me the green light they call it the lime Light, but it's the green light boy, you can't escape that beam, that's a green light Green light, green light When you see 200 on the dash, that's a green light When you see an op to get that bag, that's a green light Take advantage of an op to get that bag, on a green light Green light, green light When you see 200 on the dash, that's a green light When you see an op to get that bag, that's a green light Take advantage of an op to get that bag, on a green light Farrari doing numbers standing up in that dashboard got 12 on my ass they don't really got enough gas for it I be dripping through the light drifting through the traffic my life changed overnight you would think I was Aladdin but I'm Jafar Fucking with my chips that shit end tragic little bitch want my heart but she can't have it F*ck her then I dip that's automatic AR with the cooler yeah that's automatic nigga I'm Balenciaga your little bitch like Prada F*ck the shit up out her now your bitch a problem She threw me the pussy, I didn't ask for it bout to hit two dollars on the dashboard I run the red light like it's a green light when I'm in the game, coach give me the green light they call it the lime Light, but it's the green light boy, you can't escape that beam, that's a green light Green light, green light When you see 200 on the dash, that's a green light When you see an op to get that bag, that's a green light Take advantage of an op to get that bag, on a green light
Become A Better Singer In Only 30 Days, With Easy Video Lessons!
Written by: Jerel Wiley, Denerick Henderson
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