Long live Haze Hustle, Long live King Cure
Let me take you back to the motherf*ckin' basics
Neat to the feet, Air 1s, not no Asics
On a first class flight, the leg room so spacious
I can't spend a dollar on a hoe if she ain't gracious
Sittin' on the throne, watchin these niggas that I can't stand
You wanna do the shit that I do, but you can't, fam
Money don't grow in trees, but I get paid off the plant grams
Hit the block and slam dunk it like Ant-Man
Niggas know I'm clutch, I get busy in the last minute
Sparked a big ass leaf, all gas in it
Silly niggas rock expensive jeans wit no cash in it
Merch got me up my right pocket, got your stash in it
I'ma show them how to drive the bus without crashing it
Can't debate with you about music, I'm too passionate
Niggas quit this rap shit every day, B, they can't last in it
Niggas get off your ass, all you niggas do is procrastinate
It's the GreenPrint three, they can't f*ck with AMG Bitch
I'm signed to the streets, not Def Jam or UMG
Really gettin to it, that's the difference between you and me
Tryna get that first mil', then it's two and three
Dope in the blender, the only time I tried to blend in
Yeah, I'm from the X, ain't talkin' X when I say I'm trending
I can't let it burn, I need returns on what I'm spending
Beginning to the ending, never did no pretending
U know da format, I lay it down like a floor mat
Servin' off the jack, I can't trap with a store at
Hate the way these niggas dress, cuz why the f*ck you wore that?
Smokin' on expensive packs, cause I can afford that
F*ck that fake rap shit that you tryna portray
Cause your main thing, wanna eat this dick in 4K
Put your bitch with my bitch, then I let the whores play
Then they take turns ridin' on it, yeah, that's horseplay
Yeah, yeah, it's the green print three, nigga It's my turn now, nigga
It's the GreenPrint three, they can't f*ck with AMG Bitch
I'm signed to the streets, not Def Jam or UMG
Really gettin to it, that's the difference between you and me
Tryna get that first mil', then it's two and three
Amoneygreen - THE GREENPRINT 3 Lyrics
Amoneygreen - THE GREENPRINT 3 Lyrics
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Long live Haze Hustle, Long live King Cure
Let me take you back to the motherf*ckin' basics
Neat to the feet, Air 1s, not no Asics
On a first class flight, the leg room so spacious
I can't spend a dollar on a hoe if she ain't gracious
Sittin' on the throne, watchin these niggas that I can't stand
You wanna do the shit that I do, but you can't, fam
Money don't grow in trees, but I get paid off the plant grams
Hit the block and slam dunk it like Ant-Man
Niggas know I'm clutch, I get busy in the last minute
Sparked a big ass leaf, all gas in it
Silly niggas rock expensive jeans wit no cash in it
Merch got me up my right pocket, got your stash in it
I'ma show them how to drive the bus without crashing it
Can't debate with you about music, I'm too passionate
Niggas quit this rap shit every day, B, they can't last in it
Niggas get off your ass, all you niggas do is procrastinate
It's the GreenPrint three, they can't f*ck with AMG Bitch
I'm signed to the streets, not Def Jam or UMG
Really gettin to it, that's the difference between you and me
Tryna get that first mil', then it's two and three
Dope in the blender, the only time I tried to blend in
Yeah, I'm from the X, ain't talkin' X when I say I'm trending
I can't let it burn, I need returns on what I'm spending
Beginning to the ending, never did no pretending
U know da format, I lay it down like a floor mat
Servin' off the jack, I can't trap with a store at
Hate the way these niggas dress, cuz why the f*ck you wore that?
Smokin' on expensive packs, cause I can afford that
F*ck that fake rap shit that you tryna portray
Cause your main thing, wanna eat this dick in 4K
Put your bitch with my bitch, then I let the whores play
Then they take turns ridin' on it, yeah, that's horseplay
Yeah, yeah, it's the green print three, nigga It's my turn now, nigga
It's the GreenPrint three, they can't f*ck with AMG Bitch
I'm signed to the streets, not Def Jam or UMG
Really gettin to it, that's the difference between you and me
Tryna get that first mil', then it's two and three
Let me take you back to the motherf*ckin' basics
Neat to the feet, Air 1s, not no Asics
On a first class flight, the leg room so spacious
I can't spend a dollar on a hoe if she ain't gracious
Sittin' on the throne, watchin these niggas that I can't stand
You wanna do the shit that I do, but you can't, fam
Money don't grow in trees, but I get paid off the plant grams
Hit the block and slam dunk it like Ant-Man
Niggas know I'm clutch, I get busy in the last minute
Sparked a big ass leaf, all gas in it
Silly niggas rock expensive jeans wit no cash in it
Merch got me up my right pocket, got your stash in it
I'ma show them how to drive the bus without crashing it
Can't debate with you about music, I'm too passionate
Niggas quit this rap shit every day, B, they can't last in it
Niggas get off your ass, all you niggas do is procrastinate
It's the GreenPrint three, they can't f*ck with AMG Bitch
I'm signed to the streets, not Def Jam or UMG
Really gettin to it, that's the difference between you and me
Tryna get that first mil', then it's two and three
Dope in the blender, the only time I tried to blend in
Yeah, I'm from the X, ain't talkin' X when I say I'm trending
I can't let it burn, I need returns on what I'm spending
Beginning to the ending, never did no pretending
U know da format, I lay it down like a floor mat
Servin' off the jack, I can't trap with a store at
Hate the way these niggas dress, cuz why the f*ck you wore that?
Smokin' on expensive packs, cause I can afford that
F*ck that fake rap shit that you tryna portray
Cause your main thing, wanna eat this dick in 4K
Put your bitch with my bitch, then I let the whores play
Then they take turns ridin' on it, yeah, that's horseplay
Yeah, yeah, it's the green print three, nigga It's my turn now, nigga
It's the GreenPrint three, they can't f*ck with AMG Bitch
I'm signed to the streets, not Def Jam or UMG
Really gettin to it, that's the difference between you and me
Tryna get that first mil', then it's two and three
Writer: Aaron Green
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