GREENED OUT Songtext
von LAZER DIM 700

This bitch help me get most of it eat a plate
Every day like we′re a hustle take a shit
They won't ask for your wallet clutch on fire
I make deposits I hit the whip
Don′t get beside me you a pink slut
You ain't got no knowledge walk out the trap cell
Hop on the doorstep hit it to a drip
Now your drip ain't got no health hit it to a drip
Now that boy ain′t got no health

With the whip, you shouldn′t let me drive it
I get racks, I'm feelin′ each pocket
This a missile, my stick like a rocket
With these pistols, they get out of everybody
Nigga whistle, that mean he in trouble
I just want some racks, on a scratch off
Know you havin' money on your allotted ticket
They won′t ask a nigga questions, they up to 50
I won't tell a nigga nothing, just get up with me
With the whip, I′m rushin', the drake be rushin'


It give you concussions, you spook all the same
We pushin′ the bucket, catch an odd dime bag
Then get lucky now you got a fryin′ pan
Now you got a metal know you haven't scrimped
We look at his bezel we′ll give it down
Nigga try with him I need Zot, just a reload
Hit your door like you got kilos
Hit the stick this bitch tryna unload
Haven't scrimed, I can′t unfold
Wake up eat racks, I put it in the bowl

Wake up put on black, not colorful clothes
Pat a hoe down, we done ran through the hole
Zot smell like poop, it bad for my nose
I'm wet when I drive, I′m bad for the road
Sprint racks on drip, I'm rich in that lemon
I'm done for, it′s over if you′re on the spot
Nigga get downed out pull up to the spot
Nigga got a hundred chalk got a stick to bite
On the rug throw a fit, she might be in love
He be typin' that, that what he love

I couldn′t go, I couldn't get it in the club
He be spookin′ that, feelin' that love
I need me, I like my block
Now, why not? Nigga hit the rug
Work, not spend this shit, we fake
This shit, it′s scripted out
I finna say, I'll be switched out