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You ain't got no bread, ah

Yeah, ha
What's killing, I got too much green
Ha, bitch my foreign speed (Foreign speed)
Ha, pop out Gucci tee
Pop out

Find me in the sale like Jose
We ride around we all at home asleep
Spit fat Adel we Rolling Deep
Got the baddest green in my grocery
And everything going

rooms and dark moons
Suck up spirit's with my vacuum
My mustache gets mad poon

I'm the guy in green
I can jump higher than the others
Not a hater, I'm

most of all I remember you
Will soon be leavin' me the colour blue

So I think I'll take a ride
Out to the colour green
I let the air go through my hair

two
Chicks in the same night
My homies be two sticks in
The same five minutes
Empty two clips in the same ride
We might pringle your wig because we aim

Hey, yeah hey, yeah
Bobby yeah

Yeah big boats on ho seas
Got new freeze drip by the neck like two keys
On a new team old G from QB in Uptown

left her in the rear view
Let the demon out the Scat
When I hit gear two
Walking out of Wally’s with the AP green
One hitter quitter when I punch with

and ready to ride
You'll get charred by Arcanine
And nobody's gonna hear your bark in time
Who needs firearms, when got a Magmar
Look at my scars
I'm no

Got my whole team
And we solid like a rock
Feeling like Gatsby
Know I see the green light
Get the win like black knight
Tunnel vision on a mission
Keep

on autopilot
Got the stick ya chick can ride it she don't even need no license
I get hungry i might bite it, just Henny no wine and dining
I been working seven

I've seen it all
Like my God he's my ride or die
And he's been by my side
He got an army of warriors
I don't hear no opinions don't care what they say
I

in a Bentley but you gone leave in a hurst
Before it get better it gets worst
I surface this earth just to ride on you jerks
Game time
All of my

looking like a slave

Hit that bitch wit my bitch
Since she going both ways
Ride the beat like a surfer
She all on the wave

They claiming I'm rude
I don't

trap at the car lot
Serving too much my car hot
Can't even drive no mo
I'd rather ride the rouge
Ps and onions we getting em sold
I get the green for

Rollercoaster when she ride it, yea she drive me crazy
This is it I've been decided
Yea I've been going brazy
Momma call me JP sum like a don thoough
Trying

shots lyft his Uber if he in that ride
Oops ain't spinning they be passing by
Have running like Ricky when I up this glock
Big knock on me I ain't trynna

the peep
If you elevated me and help me to get where I'm at, I'm finna pay it all back
I ride for my niggas you know that's a fact
If you a real nigga you

the guys
Weed tucked in the dashboard with the 5
Pulling up right on the side of the ride
Mug heavy, signaling the lights, but the good vibe kept us alive
Oh

with
I can't tell you where rest them went
Damn but I'm still alive, thank the man up high
When I'm high, sitting inside my ride I'm still a stand-up

Johnny mister Cochran
Every time I write for the Doctor it's a doctrine
Dippin' on the north side borderline of Compton
Look at how my horse ride go

we changed to look like everybody to get by
Allies switch sides, to catch the big tides
And ride another wave, before you slip, slide
Before you

(Do not trouble me)
'Cause you will see my dons from nights
Lurking and working at nights
Tryna get by, shotting the green and the white
(Do not

all by your lonely
Same shooter turned witness
Never show the folks the cash
Never show no folks the stash
Respect a man if he deserve it
And never

I think I need a cold shower
And dive in a pool
Oh, hold on into the sour
Like the green on my wall

French Martinis on a Sunday
I think I'll