Green Hearted (iDigg) - Robb Bank$, Birdman

First off all, if you niggas is not listenin' to Molly

On some G shit

Still rainin', it’s pourin'

Still ridin' foreign

The hottest shit right now

To me

That Rich Gang or don’t bang

My personal opinion

Gangsters fuckin' with that bitch

Besides, you know, you got Jacquees and them boys

Rockin' that all that big shit, you dig what I’m sayin'?

You heard me?

Them niggas fly, but they shit

But on that rap shit?

G shit

Molly

Tuh, no sweet shit

Poppin' on that G shit

That hood rich, G nigga, rich nigga

You heard me?

Ridin' through in that double R

The niggas who ain’t gotta try to go and get it

In that Monte Carlo

Poppin' it all, with it, all in it, anything that try to come to get it

Bird call

Y’all niggas slippin' out there

Shit, I been watchin' y’all bitch ass niggas

Y’all niggas slippin', nigga

Turn it up louder for me

Y’all on that sucker ass shit, been a sucker nigga

Yeah, keep that shit goin'

That’s why you sucker ass niggas ain’t got money, nigga

Falconia lifestyle

Y’all pussy niggas runnin' around with your crumbs

You heard?

Open up the gates

Rich Gang lifestyle, know what I’m sayin'

Rich nigga shit, bitch

Rich Gang

How you want that shit?

How you want that shit?

How you want it?

Bend that corner bitch, who you rollin' with?

Pull up on ya

We ain’t foldin' shit, you ain’t holdin' shit

Get up off me

Said I love the bitch and I ain’t fuck the bitch

Green hearted

She hopped on my stick and that bitch rode my shit

I know she loved it

She know all my shit and she save all my pics

I caught her stalkin'

Put a beam on my stick, with a iced out wrist

Kiss her neck and the pussy flooded

Big Glock got a lil kick, you a top notch bitch

If you bad, I’ll let you bust it

I just bought a matte black Rarri

In the coupe, passed out on shawty

No roof like Wayne, how I’m bomin'

She a midget cause she got lil body

And my new shit harder than the hardest

Not a rapper, I’m a motherfuckin' artist

Tell the truth, y’all new niggas targets

Blue tips in the bottom of the cartridge

Boy, you take a shot and you scheme

Know you tweak, put your bitch on my team

You the sideline, I’m MVP, and I’m drunk off lean

I don’t give a fuck, I just popped three

Got a square and drive HB, hit the wheel with my ring

Put a 12 right behind my V

I don’t like y’all, you don’t like me

Tell the truth you sweet, I’ma keep this shit all the way G

Like where you goin'?

Who you with?

(hah, hah)

2 phone, 1 stick (yuh, yuh, yuh)

Hotline (yuh), watch it bling (yuh, hah, hah)

Green hearted (SSET), don’t feel shit (yuh, yuh, yuh)

Cash Money, bitch, I’m rich (yeah, a nigga rich like)

Big business, cut the check (cut a lil check like)

Motion picture, that’s a clip (huh, leave a nigga wet like)

Green hearted, check your texts (baby girl, check your texts like)

Green hearted, check your texts, baby

Check your texts

Green hearted, check your texts, baby

Check your texts

Green hearted, check your texts, baby

Check your texts

Green hearted, green hearted

Green hearted

Green hearted

Green hearted

Shoot like Tom Hardy

Bitch want me

But they talkin'

Uh

Rainin', pourin'

Ridin' foreign