Greenlight

(albüm: isolation - 2019)

Yeah (You wanna go to war?)

Greenlight, greenlight
Greenlight, greenlight
You want an SUV, right?
Glock got a motherfucking green light
She like, "Nigga, why your jeans tight?"

'Cause I got them damn racks on me, nigga, run it up
We too elite, that nigga, he just the fucking runner-up
Sipping on lean, this shit really making me slow up
Popping them beans, hell no, I'm not tryna turn up
In the sport-mode CLS, you know it's a green light
Make the XD-45 jump, and it got a green light
He say his tummy hurt, you was sipping on green, right?
Put the Xanny in my cup, you know it's the Xan' Sprite, yeah
Stop calling my phone, I'm counting up green, bitch, yeah
New season drip on me, you ain't ever seen it
Finna pop me a damn Perc', you know that I'm fiending, yeah
Stars in the fucking roof, this feel like I'm dreaming
Woah

Greenlight, greenlight
Greenlight, greenlight
You want an SUV, right?
Young nigga, why your jeans tight?
These lil' niggas wanna be me, right?
Woah, go (You wanna go to war?)
Greenlight, greenlight
Greenlight, greenlight

Greenlight