Greenlight

Yeah (You wanna go to war?)

Greenlight
Greenlight
Greenlight
Greenlight
You want an SUV, right?
Glock got a motherfucking green light
Shit, 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
Sippin' on lean, this shit really making me slow up
Poppin' 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
She 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)



Credits
Writer(s): Deante Johnson, Romello Robinson
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