Green Thumb Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2021
Lyrics
Counting money
My thumbs green
Like I been in the garden
I put my left hand up
When I whip like Harden
Lately I been
Shitting on niggas
I ran out and chart 'em
My pockets got dead people
Like 100 a portent?
My pockets is so fat
I gotta 100k I could bargain
My bitch is so bad
I started begging her pardon
Niggas is so mad
They know I go the hardest
If you keep talkin' yo shit
You gonna turn into a target
Niggas ain't with it forreal
They can talk all that shit
On the net but be silent
In real life
Keep my name
Out your mouth
Or shit gon a get ugly
Like you owe me rent
Niggas don't pay the price
We really bout action
I up then I blow them
We aim for the head
You would think you got lice
If you come for
My dukes or my sister
Shit gonna get violent
Might punch a bitch
Like I'm wearing nikes
Chill us hittas body fold
A nigga like Ryan
Thought she was my main
But bitches be lying
When a nigga over
You gonna think
I'm a titan
I drip the god
Of the ocean Poseidon
Fuck designer bitch
I'm cool rockin' nikey
He rock designer
So why she still like me
Took his bitch
Adidas pant in a white-tee
Basic fit now her dude
Wanna fight me
He wanna fight
Bout a bitch
Cause she diggin' my drip
So the nigga got hit
In his shit
He wanna bark like a pit
Told him get
Off my dick
And your hoe she on go
She better quit
Fuck a hoe I will not trip
She for the niggas
But you is a hoe you gonna simp
She said I walk with a limp
Bitch I'm a whole 40
My nigga ain't talking Shawn Kim
My niggas they going bananas
I talk with a slur
Cause I just poured a deuce
In my fanta
Yeah how'd you get turnt
Like bruce banner
Three niggas that's hoes
You niggas remind me of?
These niggas they
Greet me with manners?
We like to get turnt
So I just copped some
Wop for my grammar
And bitches be
Diggin my grammar
The cops ask a question
I promise I don't
Got the answer
Counting money
My thumbs green
Like I been in the garden
I put my left hand up
When I whip like Harden
Like I been
Shitting on niggas
I ran out and chart e'm
My pockets got dead people
Like 100 a portent?
My pockets is so fat
I got 100k I could bargain
My bitch is so bad
I started begging her pardon
Niggas is so mad
They know I go the hardest
If you keep talkin' yo shit
You gonna turn into a target
Features not free
No we not finna bargain
I let your bitch still fuck
Even after you bargained it
She said that she like that
I'm sharp like
A knife through margarine
Bitch how ride with no wheels
And the car ain't started yet?
Imma hit her and dodge her
I'm not from LA
Got my head on the cheese
I don't play for green bay
You my son on the low
Got me feeling like Drey
Like I'm at a wedding
I be stacking my cake
Just like a lego
If Cally on the deet
You know that it's fuego
Cally fire and you
Cheese like queso
Your bitch want some dick
So she do what I say so
But I don't want her
You know Cally don't chase hoes
I'm different half of these niggas
Be bitches they steady
Be actin like women
You not hard
Nigga stop pretending
Bitch bitch get out your feelings
It wasn't no love
I'm hitting it pityingly
Now It's back to the money
I stack to the ceiling
She blowin' my phone
I text her I'm chilling
Penicillin what I'm
Giving my junkie
He was sick as shit
If he die that's my money
I been to Villa
You ain't taking shit from me
I'm cracking yo egg
I got you feeling like humpty
Opp an allegianist?
Feels like an adirondack
But I made that money back
Yeahh
Don't care about colors
My views are albinistic
And I'm moving out yeahh
My pockets is so fat
I gotta 100k I could bargain
My bitch is so bad
Yahh
I started begging her pardon
Niggas is so mad
They know I go the hardest
If you keep talkin' yo shit
You gonna turn into a target