Draymond Green Lyrics

Fuck the other side

Fuck them niggas

Fuck them niggas, fuck them all

I'm finna stack this money tall, yeah

Finna Stack this money tall, yeah

I can't lie, she said she like the way I'm shinin

I told her I spend a lot up on these diamonds

VVS's cost a lot, I turn this dirt up into diamonds

Went and got it off the block, they don't know how I made it out

I went and re-upped on a lot, my niggas smokin' out the pound

My wrist is worth twenty-three, u can call me Draymond Green

Stackin' up this green, bet like I got blue fetti too

Shawty wanna fuck with me, and wanna fuck up on the crew

It's different when you all alone, on this lonely road

Shawty, she a demon, took my heart and left me all alone

You could've been my boo, thang, would've bought you anything and anything, yeah

I would've spent like twenty on a wedding ring, yeah

I would've got you that new Chrome to

I would've got you that new Gucci and that Pucci

And that Louis, fuck that true, I'll put you inside some Dior

These racks I would've spent on you, I'm sittin' throwin' at these hoes, yeah

I can't lie, she said she like the way I'm shinin

I told her I spend a lot up on these diamonds

VVs's cost a lot, I turnt this dirt up into diamonds

Went and got it off the block, they don't know how I made it out

I went and re-upped on a lot, my niggas smokin' out the pound

My wrist is worth twenty-three, you can call me Draymond Green

Stackin' up this green, bet like blue Fetti to

Shawty wanna fuck with me, and wanna fuck up on the crew

Okay, let me switch it up, baby, I be feelin' stuck

Sippin' on this woky, thousand-dollar cup

New Amiri jeans, a thousand-dollar denim

Servin' all these fiends, I've been hangin' with the felons

I might have to see the reverend', cause all these sins I've been committin

I got five different bad bitches and they feelin

I got demons in my head, I'm thinkin' bout the killin

How many pounds I gotta sell before I touch a million

How many niggas I gotta kill before I catch a felony

Amiri got the stars, I think I made it out of poverty

I could take her on a jet, but then she gon' be stalkin' me

Different kind of money comin' and I think they watchin' me

Too many girls, too many options, know that I gotta keep my toolie tucked

Keep my toolie tucked, how'd that make sense

How'd I make sense

Cause I'm posted trappin' all these bulls in Philly

How'd I make sense

When I'm finna touch a fuckin' million

I can't lie, she said she like the way I'm shinin

I'm shinin', I told her I spend a lot up on these diamonds

VVS's cost a lot, I turn these dirt up into diamonds

Went and got it off the block, they don't know how I made it out

I went and reuped on a lot, my niggas smokin' out the pound

My wrist it worth, twenty-three, you can call me Draymond Green

Stackin' up this green, but I got blue fetti too

Shawty wanna fuck with me and wanna fuck up on the crew