He is making money
He is making money whenever he goes
You know, full of zeroes
He won’t stop
He is thirsty for blood
Mixing Red Sweet with Ice
Holy shit, he chugged it and lit one
Give up, it’s all his
Your house is full and he wants more
I’m talking about green cash
But your afro hair is red
Your eyes shine and your teeth are gold
He makes spare time, professional
I am witness
He doesn’t stop smoking
Green is a way of life
A crowd wants to see him
He obtains the shit he likes
He gets the greener grass
He owns the green light
Don’t lie to yourself
The world was bought and paid upfront
Hashtag black cards
He is the light that keeps your house on
Walking alone or with his ego
Growing his account with rumors
Believe in him (he knows)
Believe in him (he knows)
He’s talking about green cash
Turning a new leaf every year
Managing everyone around him
He built his own temple
Holy shit, don’t talk trash
He moves the whole damn shit
He keeps focused on his aim
And feed us
He has his own business
Don’t fuck with him, don’t fuck with him
Say hello to the business
Don’t fuck with him, don’t fuck with him
They watch the whole time
They watch the whole time
Are you sure you see the stars?
This is the highest level
Hope
Check out the time he is saving us
Huge are his collection cars
Making his projects
Always loved, always loved
He is hot the whole time
His face melts diamonds
He is talking about green cash
His face melts diamonds
He is talking about green cash
