Green
I got my shit in order
I've got tats on my knees
I copped it at the border
I get my shit for free
I got my shit in order
I've got tats on my knees
I copped it at the border
I get my shit for free
Said I get my shit for free
Out here they all over me
You rich bitches ain't lived a day without your damn money tree
With your picture perfect family
You live forever happily
While Venezuelan fuckers be dying in the street
And I was on the road till I passed out
And I keep the packs in the stash house
And the last time I just dashed out
Remember back then when I laughed out loud
I'm a real wild child
Gold and glitter when I smile
And I
Need to take a break to ease my mind
And I
Feel like I'm really running out of time
And I
Don't wanna be famous
And I
Don't wanna be famous
So tell my mom that I made it
Tell everybody I'm fine
I wanna get my advance and I want my chance to shine
And then I made lunch money off my laptop
Don't think I'll ever stop
Don't think I'll ever stop
All these people up in my way
Every single time we go way out
All these people up in my way
Every single time we go way out
All these people up in my way
Every single time we go way out
All these people up in my way
Every single time we go way out
I got my shit in order
I've got tats on my knees
I copped it at the border
I get my shit for free
I got my shit in order
I've got tats on my knees
I copped it at the border
I get my shit for free
I've got tats on my knees
I copped it at the border
I get my shit for free
I got my shit in order
I've got tats on my knees
I copped it at the border
I get my shit for free
Said I get my shit for free
Out here they all over me
You rich bitches ain't lived a day without your damn money tree
With your picture perfect family
You live forever happily
While Venezuelan fuckers be dying in the street
And I was on the road till I passed out
And I keep the packs in the stash house
And the last time I just dashed out
Remember back then when I laughed out loud
I'm a real wild child
Gold and glitter when I smile
And I
Need to take a break to ease my mind
And I
Feel like I'm really running out of time
And I
Don't wanna be famous
And I
Don't wanna be famous
So tell my mom that I made it
Tell everybody I'm fine
I wanna get my advance and I want my chance to shine
And then I made lunch money off my laptop
Don't think I'll ever stop
Don't think I'll ever stop
All these people up in my way
Every single time we go way out
All these people up in my way
Every single time we go way out
All these people up in my way
Every single time we go way out
All these people up in my way
Every single time we go way out
I got my shit in order
I've got tats on my knees
I copped it at the border
I get my shit for free
I got my shit in order
I've got tats on my knees
I copped it at the border
I get my shit for free
Credits
Writer(s): Kyle Traverse
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