| Mr. Green
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| Peace
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| It’s the Flygod himself
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| Lalalalalala
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| The luxurious
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| Lalalalalala
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| The Almighty
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| La
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| The gorgeous
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| The exquisite
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| Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom
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| Boom
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| The incredible
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| Enough about me though
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| Ayo, white stripes on the black supplies
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| I pray to stay fly and alive
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| Homicide on top of homicide
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| Where I reside, don’t shit slide
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| They say power went to my head
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| I could’ve fell back, put a shot in his head
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| Could’ve aimed at his legs, but I knocked off his head
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| Fly as fuck in the streets, fly as fuck in the feds
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| Now the money green, go for the bed
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| Now the coupe 'bout a mil and a half
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| Now my bitch got Stella on her ass
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| Grand on her soles while your baby mom’s trash
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| How many bricks in the stash?
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| Wore Ricks but my mind was on Rafs
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| Reverse the whole wave like Sonny in the Jag
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| Nigga, it’s the return of the mac
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| This shit feel like Hitler 2
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| Motherfucker
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| This shit feel like Hitler 2
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| Ayo
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| This shit feel like Hitler 2
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| This shit sound beautiful
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| This shit feel like Hitler 2
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| Free all my nigga, too |
| This shit feel like Hitler 2
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| Peace to where I’m from
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| Shit, pfft, yeah
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| Peace to all my niggas getting money
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| Yeah, this shit feel like Hitler 2
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| This that Griselda shit, nigga
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| Ow |