Green Goblin ft. 2rich Lyrics

Green gobblin' in my cup, what I'm sippin'

Big pints bitch, big bites bitch

Green gobblin' in my cup, what I'm sippin', nigga

Eight lines in a fanta got me tripping nigga

Big bottle, big cup, big pints, bitch Big dog, big bark, big bites, bitch

Ten bands in my pants on some light shit Legally stackin' up in the righteous

Big body, benz, take up both lanes

And I keep it out my nose, but still weighing out that cocaine

Everybody know I'm the talk of the town, bitch, gang

Hellbound shit

I'm the king, gold and diamonds on my crown, bitch

I was lost for a minute, but I'm a found bitch

Oh no, I heard the villain is back Ski mask with a strap in a beamer all black

Really look out for my brothers just to keep it a stack Niggas pillow talkin' on me, but

Can't sleep on my raps But yeah, I'm back and Im richer, bad bitch

In my lap With the mob that'll robbed and bust your head

No yap Ooh, ooh, what the fuck you wanna do

I got some bands and some burners two rich got em too

Niggas breakin' the code, thinkin' it's confidential

Smoking woods cause it benefit my mental Blue fit, blue strips, that's essential

Yeah, I'm color coordinated with credentials You ain't like Hellbound, we too dangerous

You can't come around my section, we ain't claimin' em

I'm a big-headed nigga like an alien Rockstar life just like my brother Damian

And if you fuckin' with me, I'll make you famous

When I'm gone, put respect on my name, bitch Kept it real, I got sick of all this fake shit

Fuck your record label, bitch, we the greatest

Green gobblin' in my cup, what I'm sippin', nigga Eight lines in a fanta got me tripping Nigga

Big bottle, big cup, big pints, bitch Big dog, big bark, big bites, bitch

Ten bands in my pants on some light shit Legally stackin' up in the righteous

Big body, benz, take up both lanes And I keep it out my nose, but still weighing out that Cocaine

I'm sipping on this drink, why the fuck you think I'm slowed down

Big ass chop, I ain't grippin' on no trey pound I can knock y'all block with this suppressor And make no sound

Push up on that boy with this stick, I'm finna take him out Dirty in my cup, I pour some More, I'm finna turn it up

She know she wanna fuck, but I don't want her, I'ma have to duck

Money on my mind, don't got time to waste no time, Everybody Gotta Eat, just for a plate You could die like

What they talk about Big plays, big payout

Big money, I'ma cash cow Got big bands on the table now

I don't miss playin' them gun sounds She gon' send it in through the PayPal

I'm gon' mail it in if you need it now, ayy, ayy

Fuck they talk about, had to make that wave

Really had to find that money route

I don't want no love, just give me top, or you gettin' out

Gotta stay low-key, cause they be worried bout my whereabouts

Green goblin in my cup, when I'm sippin', bitch

Eight lines in my cup, got me trippin', bitch

What it is, bitch, EGE awful lot of it, yeah