Green Bay

Shooters up in the field for the green in the bay (Send 12 to this back)
Rodger that like they Aaron
I'm dripped in designer my jacket Moncler
And if he jacking smoke then no it's never clearing
The devil be on my shoulder like a parrot
My opps watching face swear to god they be starring
When I make the work disappear it's transparent
I make him turn red like he getting embarrassed

Bullets show through the ceiling like bitches on facetime
How could I let the opps take mine
Squeezo be sending three shots from the baseline
Right in his face call it facetime
Spinning at night, but we could do daytime
Bitch time is money don't think to go waste time
Black and white on a drill there ain't no hate crime
Always on court when we step know it's game time

Strapped in the field, we ready for kick off
You know my brims never throw up the pitchfork
Say 'cause I fuck with some mean that I been soft (Suck my dick)
Box you up like you indoors
We got the game plan all up on the clipboard
Opps running routes in the field got me pissed
Boy tryna be like me, tough you a rip off
Nah I would never ever cut my rips off

Why shorty popping them xannys, bitch, go swallow a Plan B
My hands could work so can hers we just perfect she holding my dick
Like a grip love them handys, she do it dandy
She say my cum tasting sweet like it's candy
Hands 'round her waste like she wearing a fanny
Fuck her so hard make her limp like a granny

Shooters up in the field for the green in the bay (Send 12 to his back)
Rodger that like they Aaron
I'm dripped in designer my jacket Moncler
And if he jacking smoke then no it's never clearing
The devil be on my shoulder like a parrot
My opps watching face swear to god they be starring
When I make the work disappear it's transparent
I make him turn red like he getting embarrassed



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Writer(s): 917 Rackz
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