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I said green light green light man its time to get it
Do that math right then you get that forty seven
Steezy left now he came back Holy Spirit
All

benjamins

Now I see
What I need, ain't nothin green
But the green
Nice to blow, when I'm wit my team
Yes indeed
Ain't nobody bestin me
Step to us
And you'll

it takes three wrecks to see straight
You know I'm not talking bout those green texts you create
Cuz Lord knows those free checks means we ate
It's me

those two in the same damn sentence
But this nigga really the dumbest pea in the pod
Cheap Fillet-O-Fish, call him McDonald's cod
On a bad day I'm STILL

try to take my money
Then we gone trow that fist
My finger prints green
Green like my piss
Look
A shooting star
make a damn wish
Im catching hundreds

the foxtrot
Ain't no Cinderella, sit on opp kills watch how truth spill
Got prepare for some lik a green light Cx we do not yield
Fumble wit depression reason I

dom cha when we eat dim sum
I eat arroz con gandules that's rice and peas
It's Conquistador aka Chiseen
You know my team gotta stack that green
I chow

just let that spinach pass you by                                   
Do not touch that stinky cheese or those icky mushy peas
this seems like

for my cupboard
Just a lot of green snakes for my door mouth
I lost my mum but I no loose my focus
Many things but I just say make I shut up
Ever since

Won't be broke give me a sack sack 
I'ma player not a mack mack 
Got a thing for them G's though 
Run it up give me the peas, ho
New whip got the keys

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, got the green on me like camo
Mysterious creature, Discovery Channel
Now they want me back like Kazooie and Banjo
Yo, Tony

Bringing the heat a wave’s beginning so play
The game or, hippie, stay in your lane
And listen because this neighbor
Ain’t spitting peas!
Your gang

Shake that ass like a Tambourine
Split the half brick on the green
I got diamonds like
Swipe a plastic, a nigga gotta scheme
Twirl that ass like

Greenland bandana, pour a four in the Fanta
I got peas in the kitchen, in the choppa banana
Trap jumpin' no hurdles, opps ridin' in circles
I got

you can't fake realness out of fake people
I learnt my lesson not to hurt people
Man I've been a good guy I rebuke evil
And I'm only after green, I

hanging with the bandit 
Couple greens on my wrist you know s*** expensive 

Caught your boo lurking on my page
She tryna get you all that drip you cannot

Rope in everyone rope in
In a the smoothie we put the protein
Abundance a greens go steam

Verse 2
Come tek Look, Yat a yook but ano cow Foot
Inna

Positive habits
No phileep steak, i don't eat meat man 

Spices on some chic peas
Blend veggies then i sip green use to play video games on a split screen

Me and my demon like peas in a pod
I got to sync up, shout out to God
Push up I got-
I said what, uh
Shout to God
Bro give me that green light, I'm

a fake dream
Sent a message to God and he left it on scene
Maybe he found out I was drinking some mad lean
He shipped me some green green
But there was

VERSE ONE

I ain't one for the he say she say
And I don't care who's got the new plate
Or got the day-date with the factory green face 
(Please mate)

dollar dollar bills
What I got up in my safe, blue, pink, green, yellow
Lot of dead presidents on the colors in my rainbow
Skedaddle with these skittles,

fornicatin'
Beneath the eyelids, Ballin' & needed more, speedin' & chiefin'
Controlla, Strollin', his dreams, are older, green Boulder, boobies and ouid

She wanna tag along, but she can't pay the fee
Mr. 2xx always fly, drip like the seven seas
You and your clique peas in the pot, just tiny weak