GreenLight ft. WolfGangPaco & StevO Lyrics

(Haha ya, ya, Haha haha, Ya)

I'm in the mix bitch smoke on the forest

I hit on the world, she raining and pouring

So I smoke the whole Z, the sky where I'm souring

Your in the backseat, watching me floor it

Never got moral support, so I learn to afford it

Air Jordan four like its four in the morning

I'm doing the dash from my past cause I'm worth it

I'm popping up tags cause my magazine searching

Her heart in the box I'm a burglar

I try to steal it, emotions are hurting her

I put my life on the back-burner

Too many time they had lied, I could they wasn't sure of it

Ya, and too many nights that I wanted to cry, but I knew the stupid shit

I won't have time in my life to review this shit

I go toe to toe with the beast

I think that someone got cold feet

Wrapped like a mummy, Patek Philippe glowing

Ya ya ya

Bossed up, be in two, got my cup

I bought me a range, the feminine plush

So many days I saved for months

They placing they bets, they holding they nuts

Its nice, its shaved, I stick in the guts

I can't take it back, it was what it was

Geronimo jump, in Louis Vuitton

I feel like the one

Up from the jump, but ain't jump the gun

Cop Saint Laurent, ice out the plug

No pots or pans I'm mixing it up

Anxiety, stress, give less of a fuck

She's chirping the whole night it feel like I ain't said enough

Trust me, I'm wishing I made this shit up

Trust me, I'm faded don't ask me what's up

I'm pushing some boundaries and trying my luck

Crazy to think about randoms who doubted me, they the ones knowing I'm up

I got crazy in most of my memories, learn how to go through the day without nothing

That old school shit, I'm out of the crib, learn how to make it some fun

I go toe to toe with the beast

I think that someone got cold feet

Wrapped like a mummy, Patek Philippe glowing

Ya ya ya

Pull up late night, that shit was a dud

Used to pregame and had bitches to fuck

Ready for work, I had drugs in my blood

Nine mils and forties pull up to get fucked

Stash in the back, in the back with some bloods

Trap his bitches, toss around like pigs in the mud

Bringing the hoes around like they part of my plug, like nigga the fuck

Stick in the dash me and Steve in some mud, laid back with tens and subs

Pull up to the crib was ready with slugs

Always stay ready got a bitch at my crib, ready for show

Along with some gas I would call up on E

Never empty pockets cause we stay on the beats

Pockets stay ready we coming to feast

Gotta stay clean got a rubber on me

Quick double team, we nut on her spleen

Make her turn around you know she a fiend

Shawty a bean, bust down in some jeans

I'm a steady zombie sippin on this lean, go another round gotta pop a quick bean

They got some lean but Henny on me, shawty a freak, just know she with me

Pull up to get D

Just know I ain't ever treat a bitch like my queen

Ya, you know I'm the king

I ain't got no fling I'm just a steady soldier ready to beam

Already dusted a couple bodies, left them in the stream

Back on my bullshit, bitches say fleek

Ya, just know I won't get, ready on Deez

Ya, aye, laser one two three, ready on me

Ya , aye, shoot shoot shoot, bing bing bing

All my niggas on fleek, stick in them jeans

Spent 45 in rings, bitches say please

Fuck what you mean, back on that bullshit

Couple shots deep, untouchable, not a scratch on me

(Shout out that bullshit)

I go toe to toe with the beast

I think that someone got cold feet

Wrapped like a mummy, Patek Philippe glowing

Ya ya ya