AL GREEN Lyrics

Uh, look

They slide like they on skates and they swappin' the vins

If I ain't clean the first time I might mop it again

Being messy get you spilt, so I'm clipping the ends

I might just turn up on these bitch, go snatch another Benz

AP up on my wrist, my arm up in the fridge

Bingo when I spit, I'm calling the hits

Promoted all the violence, I'm going legit

If he got hit while on a date, then we blaming his bitch

If I ever lose a bitch, I still count it a win

Police at the door, they ain't knocking again

If it wasn't for who they hit, I won't be in the mix

If they don't catch him fast enough, then I'm calling the blitz

Why these niggas lying when we know that ain't you

Talking bout shit they did, but it ain't come with no proof

Put it on paper

All the opps be lying and they know that it's true

Rapping bout shit they did, but we know they ain't do it

Put it on paper...

Bro ain't sitting in no county, I'm posting the bail

Watch the way you wrap it, I'm hiding this smell

Talking about who I split, she higher than hell

You gone make it playing ball, or you die in the cell

Keep on acting funny, I'm cracking her friend

Lawyer on this shit, dismiss it again

I'm the type to hold a grudge, I ain't wishing you well

Make a nigga disappear without catching no L

Fake shooters, grimy bitches

Allegations, no convictions

Treat the snitch the same way they probably do the witness

And if you standing next to him, then probably you gon' get it

Why these niggas lying when we know that ain't you

Talking bout shit they did, but it ain't come with no proof

Put it on paper

All the opps be lying and they know that it's true

Rapping bout shit they did, but we know they ain't do it

Put it on paper…