Finna hit the trap been servin & cookin up that dope
Been riding with my glock that bitch came with the scope
Can't f*ck with snitches they always talkin on the low
Had to cut that bitch off you thought I was gonna fall in love with a hoe
Running up a check need my bands fast you can never keep up nigga you too slow
Came in wit my team flexed up all the cameras flashing like we the main show
Been chasing nothin but the money fast life how I'm movin she gone f*ck if I sayso
Gone off that gas stackin up piles of that cash movin big bags full of dough
Young nigga always gettin all my blue strips I'm finna stack em up
Bust at a snitch nigga with the green beam Glock I'm finna shoot em up
Your bitch wanna give me top finna let her then ima beat it up
I could never f*ck with a broke bitch so I'm finna pass her up
All them bands got me designer clothes fly fitted young nigga im a shooter keep a pole cause I'm widdit
Hella zooted off that drank this time I think I over did it you make the wrong move and you'll get your dome splitted
Rob that bitch for the guap right after I hit it
Do the dash in the whip check me out I just drifted
Bar for bar I body shit damn I'm just too committed living fast too much money in my hands I think I'm addicted
Hit a big ass wood in my zone got me lifted don't come at me tryna flex I know all your shit counterfeited
Had to struggle many times came up from the bottom yeah I did it
You're a lame can't compete get out my lane you should quit it
Had to boss up change my life now I'm getting hella money by the minute
New lifestyle all I know is how to flex shittin on em leveled up yeah my life transmitted
Young nigga always gettin all my blue strips I'm finna stack em up
Bust at a snitch nigga with the green beam Glock I'm finna shoot em up
Your bitch wanna give me top finna let her then ima beat it up
I could never f*ck with a broke bitch so I'm finna pass her up
JayMedi - Red & Green Beams Lyrics
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Finna hit the trap been servin & cookin up that dope
Been riding with my glock that bitch came with the scope
Can't f*ck with snitches they always talkin on the low
Had to cut that bitch off you thought I was gonna fall in love with a hoe
Running up a check need my bands fast you can never keep up nigga you too slow
Came in wit my team flexed up all the cameras flashing like we the main show
Been chasing nothin but the money fast life how I'm movin she gone f*ck if I sayso
Gone off that gas stackin up piles of that cash movin big bags full of dough
Young nigga always gettin all my blue strips I'm finna stack em up
Bust at a snitch nigga with the green beam Glock I'm finna shoot em up
Your bitch wanna give me top finna let her then ima beat it up
I could never f*ck with a broke bitch so I'm finna pass her up
All them bands got me designer clothes fly fitted young nigga im a shooter keep a pole cause I'm widdit
Hella zooted off that drank this time I think I over did it you make the wrong move and you'll get your dome splitted
Rob that bitch for the guap right after I hit it
Do the dash in the whip check me out I just drifted
Bar for bar I body shit damn I'm just too committed living fast too much money in my hands I think I'm addicted
Hit a big ass wood in my zone got me lifted don't come at me tryna flex I know all your shit counterfeited
Had to struggle many times came up from the bottom yeah I did it
You're a lame can't compete get out my lane you should quit it
Had to boss up change my life now I'm getting hella money by the minute
New lifestyle all I know is how to flex shittin on em leveled up yeah my life transmitted
Young nigga always gettin all my blue strips I'm finna stack em up
Bust at a snitch nigga with the green beam Glock I'm finna shoot em up
Your bitch wanna give me top finna let her then ima beat it up
I could never f*ck with a broke bitch so I'm finna pass her up
Been riding with my glock that bitch came with the scope
Can't f*ck with snitches they always talkin on the low
Had to cut that bitch off you thought I was gonna fall in love with a hoe
Running up a check need my bands fast you can never keep up nigga you too slow
Came in wit my team flexed up all the cameras flashing like we the main show
Been chasing nothin but the money fast life how I'm movin she gone f*ck if I sayso
Gone off that gas stackin up piles of that cash movin big bags full of dough
Young nigga always gettin all my blue strips I'm finna stack em up
Bust at a snitch nigga with the green beam Glock I'm finna shoot em up
Your bitch wanna give me top finna let her then ima beat it up
I could never f*ck with a broke bitch so I'm finna pass her up
All them bands got me designer clothes fly fitted young nigga im a shooter keep a pole cause I'm widdit
Hella zooted off that drank this time I think I over did it you make the wrong move and you'll get your dome splitted
Rob that bitch for the guap right after I hit it
Do the dash in the whip check me out I just drifted
Bar for bar I body shit damn I'm just too committed living fast too much money in my hands I think I'm addicted
Hit a big ass wood in my zone got me lifted don't come at me tryna flex I know all your shit counterfeited
Had to struggle many times came up from the bottom yeah I did it
You're a lame can't compete get out my lane you should quit it
Had to boss up change my life now I'm getting hella money by the minute
New lifestyle all I know is how to flex shittin on em leveled up yeah my life transmitted
Young nigga always gettin all my blue strips I'm finna stack em up
Bust at a snitch nigga with the green beam Glock I'm finna shoot em up
Your bitch wanna give me top finna let her then ima beat it up
I could never f*ck with a broke bitch so I'm finna pass her up
Writer: Juan Medina
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