Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Green Light, artist - Kevin Flum. Date of issue: 07.06.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Green Light |
| Another round of the potion |
| Got her moving with the motion |
| Joints lit and i’m coastin' |
| Up in the hills man i’m owed this |
| Don’t you see that i’m meant for this? |
| Been lost man i spent the chips |
| Then i got them all back then i made them flip |
| Like d loy when he kicks the grip we so sick with tricks |
| Im so gone, yeah |
| Faded off of Cali grown |
| Soon im calling Cali home |
| West coast, best coast |
| Soon im living lavish whipping spiders daddy long |
| Legs, hella models with the long, legs |
| Hit the crib and get some bomb, head |
| Ballin I don’t need a ring |
| Found out i don’t need a thing |
| I just need some intuition |
| You ain’t been in my position |
| Got you looking when i switch it |
| All these bitches so persistent |
| So obsessed with all my digits |
| Heart up on ice its so frigid |
| Learned the value of a minute |
| Time is earned not given |
| On the move i’m not sittin |
| What i felt is whats written |
| Imma get it that’s a given |
| I’m just tryna make a way for me and my team right |
| Always on the go got me livin like a green light |
| Got some old friends probably wishin we could be tight |
| Got a bad bitch on an island just to see her it would probably take me three |
| flights |
| Call your friend to call a friend to call a friend to call a couple more |
| 7 deep in that black truck bruh I gotta hit the store |
| Flew straight from Atlanta boi now you know i gotta spark |
| And i’m finishing my last zip right now so you better fill the cart |
| Workin till sun come up homie I ain’t sleeping much |
| Phone full of text messages people wishin I could keep in touch |
| Kickin game i got my fifa up |
| Got a cutie rollin reefer up |
| Everybody round me turnt |
| Some one turn the fuckin speakers up |
| I’m just out here tryna live a life |
| Same shit just a different night |
| Different city every weekend |
| Always divin in the deep end |
| Five star we feastin |
| For all the times we didn’t eat and |
| For all the times we didn’t have shit |
| I made it happen like its magic |