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Correct Green Hearted (iDigg) Lyrics
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Correct Green Hearted (iDigg)
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First off all, if you niggas is not listenin' to Molly On some G shit Still rainin', it's pourin' Still ridin' foreign The hottest shit right now To me That Rich Gang or don't bang My personal opinion Gangsters fuckin' with that bitch Besides, you know, you got Jacquees and them boys Rockin' that all that big shit, you dig what I'm sayin'? You heard me? Them niggas fly, but they shit But on that rap shit? G shit Molly Tuh, no sweet shit Poppin' on that G shit That hood rich, G nigga, rich nigga You heard me? Ridin' through in that double R The niggas who ain't gotta try to go and get it In that Monte Carlo Poppin' it all, with it, all in it, anything that try to come to get it Bird call Y'all niggas slippin' out there Shit, I been watchin' y'all bitch ass niggas Y'all niggas slippin', nigga Turn it up louder for me Y'all on that sucker ass shit, been a sucker nigga Yeah, keep that shit goin' That's why you sucker ass niggas ain't got money, nigga Falconia lifestyle Y'all pussy niggas runnin' around with your crumbs You heard? Open up the gates Rich Gang lifestyle, know what I'm sayin' Rich nigga shit, bitch Rich Gang How you want that shit? How you want that shit? How you want it? Bend that corner bitch, who you rollin' with? Pull up on ya We ain't foldin' shit, you ain't holdin' shit Get up off me Said I love the bitch and I ain't fuck the bitch Green hearted She hopped on my stick and that bitch rode my shit I know she loved it She know all my shit and she save all my pics I caught her stalkin' Put a beam on my stick, with a iced out wrist Kiss her neck and the pussy flooded Big Glock got a lil kick, you a top notch bitch If you bad, I'll let you bust it I just bought a matte black Rarri In the coupe, passed out on shawty No roof like Wayne, how I'm bomin' She a midget cause she got lil body And my new shit harder than the hardest Not a rapper, I'm a motherfuckin' artist Tell the truth, y'all new niggas targets Blue tips in the bottom of the cartridge Boy, you take a shot and you scheme Know you tweak, put your bitch on my team You the sideline, I'm MVP, and I’m drunk off lean I don’t give a fuck, I just popped three Got a square and dry HB, hit the wheel, my ring Put a 12 right behind my B I don't like y'all, you don't like me Tell the truth you sweet, I'ma keep it all the way G Like where you goin'? Who you with? (Hah, hah) 2 phone, 1 stick (yuh, yuh, yuh) Hotline (yuh), watch it bling (yuh, hah, hah) Green hearted (SSET), don't feel shit (yuh, yuh, yuh) Cash Money, bitch, I'm rich (yeah, a nigga rich like) Big business, cut the check (cut a lil check like) Motion picture, that's a clip (huh, leave a nigga wet like) Green hearted, check your texts (baby girl, check your texts like) Green hearted, check your texts, baby Check your texts Green hearted, check your texts, baby Check your texts Green hearted, check your texts, baby Check your texts Green hearted, green hearted Green hearted Green hearted Green hearted Shoot like Tom Hardy Bitch want me But they talkin' Uh Rainin', pourin' Ridin' foreign
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