Justin Lovo - greened out
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{Intro}
You gotta do what? I gotta believe!
{Verse}
Slept on me- Slept on- Slept on-
Slept on me once, won’t sleep on me twice
You should- You should quit music though, just some advice
Only like Asian girls, it gotta be rice
Make her- Make her do a twirl, damn, she looking pretty nice
Speaking of, I want some sushi, I’m tryna eat
Speaking of, I want some sushi, I’m tryna eat
Speaking of, I want some sushi, I’m tryna eat
I don’t ruin any beat, you just be on my meat
Do-Do-Don’t try again, stay down, accept defeat
This might be my hardest song, leavе it on repeat
Music hella еasy, flowing while I’m playing skate
Talkin- Talkin' down on us, yeah, it’s your life at stake
Talk behind our backs, hell nah, you a snake
Getting this guap, I’m living life great
Getting this guap, I’m living life great
Get- Get- Getting this guap, I’m living life great
Money counter running up all these bands
Get- Get- Get off my dick, you looking like a fan
We gon’ pull up on you, I’m with my clan
Don’t try hiding, you is not like-
Don’t try- Don’t try hiding, you is not like Anne
'sino- 'sino to Pest Control, we going up
Smoking fat blunts, damn, now we gotta grub
Only need carts, yeah, we don’t need syrup
O-O-Only need carts, yeah, we don't need syrup
Damn, he greening out, I guess that sucks
I got- I got hella green on me, I got grams and cash
Yeah, I multitask, touch grass while smoking gas
Money counter running too fast, looking like the flash
Going- Going up too quick, you cannot surpass
You always- You always meat-riding, you always hella-
Y-Y-You ain't- You ain’t in the group, you always tryna add
I’m bigger than you, I’m feeling like your dad
Mature yourself, lil’ boy, before it end-
-ture your- ture your- ture yourself lil boy, before it end bad
I’m still rhyming, I’m still flowing, never gon’ stop
Every single week or two, I’m always finna drop
I’m shopping on Depop, new fit, I’m gonna-
Making- Ma- Ma- Making these songs, I’m praying they don’t flop
Making lyrics kinda hard, I try not to redo
Every single song got new bars, always-
I'ma- I- I- I'ma- I'ma get a house in the hills with a nice view
We all gon’ blow up in music, talkin’ bout the crew
{Intro}
You gotta do what? I gotta believe!
{Verse}
Slept on me- Slept on- Slept on-
Slept on me once, won’t sleep on me twice
You should- You should quit music though, just some advice
Only like Asian girls, it gotta be rice
Make her- Make her do a twirl, damn, she looking pretty nice
Speaking of, I want some sushi, I’m tryna eat
Speaking of, I want some sushi, I’m tryna eat
Speaking of, I want some sushi, I’m tryna eat
I don’t ruin any beat, you just be on my meat
Do-Do-Don’t try again, stay down, accept defeat
This might be my hardest song, leavе it on repeat
Music hella еasy, flowing while I’m playing skate
Talkin- Talkin' down on us, yeah, it’s your life at stake
Talk behind our backs, hell nah, you a snake
Getting this guap, I’m living life great
Getting this guap, I’m living life great
Get- Get- Getting this guap, I’m living life great
Money counter running up all these bands
Get- Get- Get off my dick, you looking like a fan
We gon’ pull up on you, I’m with my clan
Don’t try hiding, you is not like-
Don’t try- Don’t try hiding, you is not like Anne
'sino- 'sino to Pest Control, we going up
Smoking fat blunts, damn, now we gotta grub
Only need carts, yeah, we don’t need syrup
O-O-Only need carts, yeah, we don't need syrup
Damn, he greening out, I guess that sucks
I got- I got hella green on me, I got grams and cash
Yeah, I multitask, touch grass while smoking gas
Money counter running too fast, looking like the flash
Going- Going up too quick, you cannot surpass
You always- You always meat-riding, you always hella-
Y-Y-You ain't- You ain’t in the group, you always tryna add
I’m bigger than you, I’m feeling like your dad
Mature yourself, lil’ boy, before it end-
-ture your- ture your- ture yourself lil boy, before it end bad
I’m still rhyming, I’m still flowing, never gon’ stop
Every single week or two, I’m always finna drop
I’m shopping on Depop, new fit, I’m gonna-
Making- Ma- Ma- Making these songs, I’m praying they don’t flop
Making lyrics kinda hard, I try not to redo
Every single song got new bars, always-
I'ma- I- I- I'ma- I'ma get a house in the hills with a nice view
We all gon’ blow up in music, talkin’ bout the crew
