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mig (1) - green (remix) lyrics
chorus (mig)
put racks on his head
i gotta stack my bread, choppa gon’ fill a n_gga up with lead
b_tch heard what i said, she sippin’ on green, we sippin on red
most of these b_tches be sped, i’m worried ’bout racks, i get ’em instead
yeah, you better run run run run
play wit my son son son son, got a choppa wit’ gang gang gang gang
we havin’ fun fun fun fun, we ain’t worried bout nun nun nun nun
wait ’til the sun sun sun up, choppa get that boy gone gone gone gone
put racks on his head
i gotta stack my bread, choppa gon’ fill a n_gga up with lead
b_tch heard what i said, she sippin’ on green, we sippin on red
most of these b_tches be sped, i’m worried ’bout racks, i get ’em instead
yeah, you better run run run run
play wit my son son son son, got a choppa wit’ gang gang gang gang
we havin’ fun fun fun fun, we ain’t worried bout nun nun nun nun
wait ’til the sun sun sun up, choppa get that boy gone gone gone gone
verse 1 (mig)
that n_gga done done done done, leave that boy dead
that hoe be texting my phone way too much, leave her on read
n_ggas thinkin’ i ain’t up, i ain’t worried, all the trends i set
n_ggas really be my son, wanna copy all the sh_t i said
n_ggas know i said that, money tall, i spread that
call yo hoe, ’cause she on my phone, and i asked her how i want her head at
k!lled a n_gga when he too close, tell that p_ssy n_gga just to get back
f_ckin’ a hoe, how you flex that? tell me n_gga, where yo checks at?
tell me n_gga where yo_ (yeah, yeah, yeah yeah)
verse 2 (che)
tell me n_gga where yo checks at?
big bank, never stressed that
i got some [?] on my phone, but i never ever had ’em wit’ yo [?] ass
told this hoe i never text back, got good gas never [?] that
[?] tag, get him sent back, bullets [?]
p_ssy n_gga take a step back, or you dead
i’m in the a wit’ a big gat, sippin’ [?] and it’s red
i cannot f_ck wit’ yo b_tch ass, leave yo b_tch ass on read
yuh, choppa really finna swish that n_gga
smoke a n_gga like a swisher [?] n_gga
i been worried ’bout a bigger bag, n_gga
chorus (mig)
put racks on his head
i gotta stack my bread, choppa gon’ fill a n_gga up with lead
b_tch heard what i said, she sippin’ on green, we sippin on red
most of these b_tches be sped, i’m worried ’bout racks, i get ’em instead
yeah
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