GREENCELOPHANE lyrics

[Intro]
n*gga (Oh, yeah)
Yo
Rap like green cellophane, know what I'm sayin'? (Motherf*cking Nackman, Nackie Chan)
Pero esto hay que prenderlo en fuego papá
Tamo' activo aqui con (Griselda)
Que lo que
Super Nack daddy
f*ck is you talking 'bout son?
Ayo, son

[Verse 1]
Green cellophane, metal cape
Sing you n*ggas a sweet serenade (Brrt), Heaven-made (God)
Baby, come by to see the necklace, yay (Mami!)
Supreme renegade, end of days (Over!)
Empty the safe, been told a witness to what the sеven say (Oh!)
All my enemiеs better pray (Oh!)
Ten steps away and trailin' (Far behind)
b*tch pus*y' stink
I'm Bill Clinton, still hit the sh*t but I ain't inhalin' (No!)
Wheater mami from Medellin, maybe Venezuela, bust a nut (Oh yeah!)
The way shorty f*ck, it could make me paint the ceilin' (Oh sh*t!)
Splash! (Splash!)
Major cash (Ching!)
Drug addicts sold the flavor last (Yeah)
Avirex jacket eight, is he Alcatraz? (sh*t locked)
Sailor fashion, the Nautica breaker, the yayo stash
I'm pursuin' the paper fast (Trash!)
Hatin' ass n*ggas mad they can't erase they disgraceful past (Devil)
Send a young n*gga at him, he couldn't wait to crash (Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba!)
Tryna run with a pack like he wouldn't face the wrath (f*ckin' kill you!)
We fast and furious, n*ggas just shouldn't race for cash (Su!)
I made a good run and back to the hood with Stacey Dash, huh (Yeah!)
[Chorus]
I used to trap from the peephole (From the peephole! Yeah)
If you know me (Aha), then I probably sold it, I oughta have me some bicor-cor-cor-cor
I'm in the jungle with creatures (I'm with them lions that roar)
The real [?]
I called plays from the bleachers (The bleachers)
Switch the BMW feature-ture-ture-ture
Make a trap on the back block (Trash!)

[Verse 2]
Before you met [?] (Woo!)
Undercovers creep (Nah!)
n*ggas think I'ma be sleepin', sh*t (Never!)
Keepin' this gat c*cked, one in the head (Boom!)
n*ggas doin' all that yip-yappin'
Bring in the Red Star (What's wrong with you?)
You really ain't got no business with that talk, yo (No!)
You not slang or sellin' (Never)
Ain't never bang with fellas (Not you!)
I know snitches that's shootin' n*ggas like you if they say they tellin' (Word!)
He talkin' spicy and he gon' aim for melons (Kill you!)
Caught in the danger dwellin'
f*ck around if you make it, he facin' major swellin' (How many nuffs you want?)
Leave 'em paper trailin', get busy, papers in my Armani wallets highly polished (Yo!)
Only focus getting the almighty dollar (Ching!)
Somali coast guard (Where the dope at?)
Snatchin' sh*t of a policy, flyest, I'm ridin' comet (Zoom!)
Y'all twice the novices, I'm the strongest (Flex!)
Nostradamus, the score can tell it, it's slang coded (Bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu)
Beat that sh*t at home if it ain't noted, lanes folded (He folded!)
f*ck around and he got his brain exploded
The game, sold it (Boom!)
Nack daddy came in his lane and floated (Ah!)
Oh, son
[Chorus]
I used to trap from the peephole (From the peephole! Yeah)
If you know me (Aha), then I probably sold, I oughta have me some bicor-cor-cor-cor, yeah
I'm in the jungle with creatures (Oh, yeah)
[?]
I called plays from the bleachers (The bleachers)
Switch the BMW feature-ture-ture-ture-ture-ture

[Outro]
Got it! What you need?
I got dimes, got dubs, got fourties, got fifties
Baby!
Got it in the crib
Don't give me that "Only got ninteen" sh*t
No!