GREEN lyrics

[Intro: Biv]
Gokami
Ayy, yeah
NOIR
Yeah, yeah (Shee', shee', shee')
Ayy, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Ayy, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Biv]
b*tch, I'm still on ten (Ten)
f*ck a new friend, let's pretend, let's pretend, yeah
See you f*ckers in a stance, yeah
Walk up on 'em with the stance, yeah
Pull up, throw 'em on their hands, yeah
Make a f*cker do the dance, yeah
Grab his tag up likе a bag, yeah
pus*y, f*ck up your sh*t, got more than ice on my wrist
I cut my tiеs, cut my things, I killed my lies, I rip that sh*t
I want my life just like this, want my life ju-u-u—, this
Want my life just like this, want my life
Got too stuck, don't wanna run, f*ck around my second [?]
Grab your bag, we double funds, no handout, just for my son
Give my daughters icy suds, who the f*ck you think it's for?
Pull up with all kinds of stuff, yeah, yeah, with a, with a
Happy, happy, as can be, yeah
Push my buttons if you please, yeah
All that money with the fees, yeah
I'm the f*ck about my green, yeah
I'm the f*ck about my green, yeah
I'm the f*ck about my green, yeah
Yeah, yeah
[Verse 2: BRUHMANEGOD]
b*tch, they say I do too much
Give my daughter icy suds, treat yo' daughter like a sl*t
She gon' chug it like a jug, treat my semen like a drug
She gon' slurp up all my nut, b*tch, I'm foolin' with my gun
Keep my gun on me, keep my gun on me, keep my gun on me
b*tch, keep it quiet when I'm talkin', they look stupid when I walk in
Then I'm shootin' when I'm stalkin', yeah
Yeah, yeah, I'm always down to shoot
I got profits in both of my pockets, so why would I f*ck with you?
Look at my eyes, I'm serious, #3B run up a bag on appearances
I had to cut off the tag, I'm furious, and it's a Kel-Tec if you curious, yeah
Yeah, yeah, you out of time like JID
You finna die like Finn
You stressin', payin' your rent, yeah
I don't need a sound check, yeah
Runnin' sh*t with the best, yeah
You can try, come and test, yeah
And you fallin' with the rest, yeah

[Verse 3: BLCKK]
Not givin' no sixteen, b*tch
Nine shells gon' cut up my wrist
I can promise we did it like this
Yeah, yeah, I can get that sh*t tatted on wrist
[?]
I was born to put holes in that b*tch
Since ten, I've been throwin' up [?], yeah
I got blood on my boots, I think, yeah
Yeah, I get rid of before they could blink, yeah
b*tch, I'm washin' the blood out the sink, woah
Walk inside the buildin' through the front side
b*tch, I think it's funny when [?] die
[?]
I might dump his body now he blacked out
[?]
Y'all can't tell me nothin', I won't get down, yeah
Pull apart his body while his face down
[?]
Always somethin' different, b*tch, I been down
Try to kill me, motherf*cker, I ain't goin' out
[Outro: BLCKK]
Yeah