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  Roll the blunt, James, please, bruh
  Thank you, my brother
  You dig? Greenhearted
  Woo, woo, woo
  Lets get it
  Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
  Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
  Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo
  Uh, uh, uh, uh, spread my wings
  Uh, uh, uh, uh, get my lane
  Yeah, thats what it is, nigga
  Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
  For real, okay
  Opp on sight, shoot a nigga 
  Cops outside, shootin niggas 
  Baby momma outside, shoot a nigga 
  Why you walkin with your chop? Shoot a nigga 
  If you on trial, shoot a nigga 
  All my niggas doin time, shoot a nigga 
  See a bitch you dont like, shoot a nigga 
  Got two guns on me like Tomb Raider 
  Ima do the Benz, no Rari 
  Ima do the Benz, no Rari 
  Ima do the Benz, no Rari 
  Ima do the Benz, no Rari 
  Yeah, 2PhoneShawty green hearted 
  Green beam, I’ma hit my target 
  Got a hundred bands in my pockets
  And I got your bitch on molly 
  And I got your bitch off molly 
  Top notch spill, no stylist 
  Got a hundred round drum my closet 
  Got the Gucci smellin like gunpowder 
  Baby, the ice dont get much louder 
   the price, dont need much better 
  Bet your girlfriend drained my bladder 
  24k golden showers
  Got a bitch to text me, you would think its Ripleys
  Believe it or not, she said she finna fuck the whole team
  I dont really give a fuck for pussy, money, or lean
  You know I love confrontation, tell them drop the addy
  Opp on sight, shoot a nigga 
  Cops outside, shootin niggas 
  Baby momma outside, shoot a nigga 
  Why you walkin with your chop? Shoot a nigga 
  If you on trial, shoot a nigga 
  All my niggas doin time, shoot a nigga 
  See a bitch you dont like, shoot a nigga 
  Got two guns on me like Tomb Raider 
  Ima do the Benz, no Rari 
  Ima do the Benz, no Rari 
  Ima do the Benz, no Rari 
  Ima do the Benz, no Rari 
  Yeah, 2PhoneShawty green hearted 
  Green beam, I’ma hit my target 
  Got a hundred bands in my pockets
  And I got your bitch on molly 
  Yeah, yeah, yeah
  I aint even gon say nothing
  Pull up in the whip, push buttons
  Rolls-Royce big, its a hummer
  Man, I hope you dont love her
  That girl that you dropped out with, man, I had that bitch last summer
  Lets get it
  Girl like, left eye, uh
  Chopper like T.I, uh
  Handle my beehive
  Bitch, I got three eyes
  Slatt, thats a beehive
  Green like key lime
  FN got three sights
  And this chopper, thats a P90
  Yeah, yeah
  Green hearted
  SSET
  Falconia
  Lil Uzi, Lil Uzi
  Pop that perk, that 3 to the 30-inch on my smith and rims
  I cant see no hater diamond Cartier on my lens
  I turn to Darth Vader, matte-black, yeah, thats on my Benz
  Eastside red 
  Fucked your bitch like once again
  Smoke out the pound, you smokin out the corner still got a bitch up in Lauderdale
  I just put my dick up right in your daughter still
  My diamonds they water still
  Had to leave em bitches sparklin, sparklin still
  Cause I paid a half a mil
  No, no, no, you dont get no cash for real
  I just spent half a reel
  ...
  Smoke gas bitch, 
  Make a bitch shake, crumpin
  Hit it from the back, hump it
   you better duck it
  Pass it, brand new Rari, dont crash it
  My new bitch she nasty
  Suck on my dick til her lips get ashy
  Hold on
   my hair off one side
  Told that bitch I feel like Gatsby
  Im the one always in charge, I cannot sit in no back seat
  I had to pull out my Rar
  Told that bitch please do not cap me
  Made that bitch say, Oh my god
  She gave me neck like a tie