Lotta Green

Got a lotta green I be flexing on you bitch

Pull up with a stick Choppas buss i let it hit

Back up on my shit retro kick up on my feet

Test me and you gone bleed leaving blood Stain on his sheets

Take a lil bitch to the bank And i gave her Some racks cause i roll up check

You can check up the bitch on lap She gon And relax am gon hit from the back

She gone give me the neck

Am gone sit on on her bed we gon hit till am dead don't stop

Pull out the top and i make it go drop and i reach for my opp gun pop

He roll with cops he snitch he opp

Fn blow out your brain at your the top

Make a few rack and i shop at the mall