Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song GREED, artist - Joey Trap. Date of issue: 28.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
GREED |
| Orheezyx |
| We on go, on go and I can take you there, let’s go |
| We on go, on go, ayy |
| We on go, on go and I can take you there, let’s go |
| I’m feelin' strong, smokin' on strong, cologne |
| Bad red bone, I’m takin' her home, she takin' off all her clothes |
| I’m gettin' grown, I’m turnt then I’m gone, that’s why I got so many phones |
| I make the plays, what’s up? |
| I don’t got no house can’t bring her home |
| Poppin', poppin' heat, don’t want no smoke, |
| I get paid, paid, even if it’s rain or snow |
| Count them days, days, I had to make them plays |
| Casino mob ties, chips like Frito Lays |
| I ain’t know that I would ever see these days, days |
| I ain’t know that you’d always be in my way, ayy |
| I left the bitch on the read |
| I hit your bitch on her head |
| She tossin' dick, you mislead |
| I did and dipped on the feds |
| They never catch me, I sped |
| I hit the nitro instead |
| I hit the nitro instead |
| Lamb, wait, Hellcat talk |
| This Trackhawk, y’all don’t got no sauce |
| That ain’t my fault, surfin' on the wave |
| One that I brought, nigga misbehaved, ayy |
| Lamb talk, know I got that leather on my seats, ayy |
| Damn, y’all so broke, boy, I grind 'til I bleed |
| And police can’t catch up, whipping high speed |
| Man, I know I’m on my shit but this greed |
| On my TV, diamonds on me VV |
| Shit, it’s easy, |
| Uh, new Patek on my wrist, yeah, yeah |
| My diamonds on, yeah, yeah |
| Gold plate on my vest, woah, woah |
| Got on my chest, yeah, yeah |
| Go ask my bitch, yeah, yeah |
| Go ask my stick, yeah, yeah |
| You won’t talk shit, woah, woah, ayy |
| Lamb talk, know I got that leather on my seats, ayy |
| Damn, y’all so broke, boy, I grind 'til I bleed |
| And police can’t catch up, whipping high speed |
| Man, I know I’m on my shit but this greed |