| Yeah
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| You wanna go to war?
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| Greenlight
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| Greenlight
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| Greenlight
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| Greenlight
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| You want an SUV, right?
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| Glock got a motherfucking green light
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| Shit, nigga, why your jeans tight?
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| 'Cause I got them damn racks on me, nigga, run it up
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| We too elite, that nigga, he just the fucking runner up
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| Sippin' on lean, this shit really making me slow up
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| Popping them beans, hell no, I’m not tryna turn up
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| In the sport mode CLS, you know it’s a green light
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| Make the XD-45 jump, and it got a green light
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| He say his tummy hurt, you was sipping on green, right?
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| Put the Xanny in my cup, you know it’s the Xan' Sprite, yeah
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| Stop calling my phone, I’m counting up green, bitch, yeah
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| New season drip on me, you ain’t ever seen it
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| Finna pop me a damn Perc', you know that I’m fiending, yeah
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| Stars in the fucking roof, this feel like I’m dreaming
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| Woah
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| Greenlight
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| Greenlight
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| Greenlight
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| Greenlight
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| You want an SUV, right?
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| Young nigga, why your jeans tight
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| These lil' niggas wanna be me, right?
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| Woah, go
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| You wanna go to war?
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| Greenlight
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| Greenlight
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| Greenlight
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| Greenlight
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| Greenlight |