GREED Lyrics

Shot a couple rounds but money don't bleed

Boutta throw it down let me tell you what I need

Green I adore for the paper I'm a fiend

Always wantin more feelin like a Pot of Greed

Mo money for me nah that ain't a problem

Flexin all these doujins yeah you know that senpai got'em

Withdrew all all this dough so I went ahead and bought'em

Talkin bout my precious got me actin like I'm Gollum

Yen convert boutta turn it to a dollar

Cash comes first yeah I'm a money baller

Pockets they burst the stacks gettin taller

Girls they flirt and they keep on gettin hotter

Choppa on the way gun him down like it's Black Ops

Things gettin real when I pull the mask off

We on different levels boy think this would a standoff

Sorry baby girl I don't care that your man lost

Burn that boy down then you know I smoke the ashes

Too toxic now his fans are seein hashes

AK payday yeah my Prada matches

Only things that's for certain yeah it's Death and Taxes

Hangin with the Reaper he ain't talkin to these randoms

Trynna start some beef nah Death he can't stand'em

Had to cut em up now there's blood on my denims

Feelin like I'm Danny now I'm off in a phantom

Shot a couple rounds but money don't bleed

Boutta throw it down let me tell you what I need

Green I adore for the paper I'm a fiend

Always wantin more feelin like a Pot of Greed

Shot a couple rounds but money don't bleed

Boutta throw it down let me tell you what I need

Green I adore for the paper I'm a fiend

Always wantin more feelin like a Pot of Greed