Green n Goin lyrics

[Intro]
Pfft
Yo
Ayy, yeah, just meet me there (I'll meet you there)
Ayy, yeah, just meet me there
I'm at the f*ckin' Shell (P-Pem)

[Chorus]
Ayy, yeah, lil' Prada get you right, just meet me at the Shell
Don't play with me, I tap that button, get you out of here
That bankroll bust up out my pants, make your ho stop and stare
Don't do me like them other hoes, I need a b*tch that care (Yeah)
I left her in the morning
Fine sh*t wan' pull up to my section, see what I got goin'
b*tch, f*ck my PO, I'm still ridin' 'round with my Gen5 showin'
How we gon' f*ck and just be friends? Ho, your ass too annoying
She freaky-dеaky, wanna eat me in the booth rеcordin'
My switchy glitchin', catch an opp, then snatch him out his foreign
I'm rappin', but I'm blowin'
I f*ck with fine scram sh*t, I like 'em green and goin'
I f*ck with fine scram sh*t, I like 'em green and goin'
Hell nah, don't do relationships, I leave her if she boring
I let her top me in the whip, I'm drivin' like it's stolen
My bankroll bust up out my pants like the Michelin Man (Mmm)
She call me Rubber Band Man, she goin' off my motion (Mmm)
[Verse]
I dive inside her ocean
I f*ck with fine scram sh*t, I like 'em green and goin'
I f*ck with fine scram sh*t (Yeah), I like 'em green and goin' (Yeah)
I f*ck with bad grown sh*t, I take your kid to daycare (Say what?)
I seen that ass from the front, I'm tryna get behind there (Yeah)
Keep f*ckin' with that lame-ass n*gga, ain't gon' get you nowhere (On God)
And, yes, I got good EBT, but we ain't gotta go there (No cap)
I f*ck with thick grown sh*t, go get a five-star dinner
But first, I gotta hit her

[Bridge]
I— mmm-mmm sh*t (Yo), I like 'em green and goin'
I f*ck with— mmm, scram sh*t (b*tch), I like 'em green and goin' (Fine)
Green and goin'
Yeah (What?), yeah (What?), yeah

[Chorus]
Ayy, yeah, lil' Prada get you right, just meet me at the Shell (The Shell)
Don't play with me, I tap that button, get you out of here (On God)
That bankroll bust up out my pants, make your ho stop and stare (My pants)
Don't do me like them other hoes, I need a b*tch that care (Care)
I left her in the morning (Yeah, on God, yeah, yeah)
Fine sh*t wan' pull up to my section, see what I got goin' (What? What?)
b*tch, f*ck my PO (Yeah), I'm still ridin' 'round with my Gen5 showin'
How we gon' f*ck and just be friends? Ho, your ass too annoying (Friends)
She freaky-deaky, wanna eat me in the booth recordin'
My switchy glitchin' (Blick), catch an opp, then snatch him out his foreign
I'm rappin', but I'm blowin' (Yeah)
I f*ck with fine scram sh*t, I like 'em green and goin' (Goin')
I f*ck with fine scram sh*t, I like 'em green and goin' (Mmm)
Hell nah, don't do relationships, I leave her if she boring
I let her top me in the whip (What?), I'm drivin' like it's stolen
My bankroll bust up out my pants like the Michelin Man (Gas, green)
She call me Rubber Band Man, she goin' off my motion (Mmm)