Greens Cornbread & Mashed Potatoes

Lyrics
[Intro] Yea I got - alright - I got my brother [?] on the phone That's habibi You know what I'm sayin He my blood brother man Like We came from the mud together like Yeaaaaaa Okay [Verse] I remember me and QQ we ain't have nothin Bad as hell got kicked out my school that's my dad comin Bitch want me to beat her down slow I be fast pumpin You wanna know what I just made? I just stashed somethin Ay, in the fuckin bank Bitch want me to fuck but I'm straight cause she fuckin stank I can't tell this bitch dirty as fuck way she fuckin stank [haha] Bitch sweatin hard in the club she finna fuckin faint [oh my god, haha] Make my young nigga - no, no I ain't gon say that [damn] Make my old head pop you up he on a wheelchair Uncle drunk but he don't drink liquor he drink real beer Coulda beat yo ass but I'm straight it don't feel fair Because you weak as hell Haaaaaa [maaaaan] ahhhhhh I just screamed at a bitch, she said "what that mean?" Bitch I pulled up with the whole gang, is you gon fuck the team? Nigga got cut by the - pshhh - he ain't make the - oooh He ain't make the team I know a nigga drink cut Wock, he make the lean You ain't really fuckin that bitch right if you ain't make her scream Bitch wanna sign to YN I can make you sing Dog givin any - ooh shit, hold on Dog givin anybody dog he be making fiends I know somebody love to go to sleep but they hate they dreams I know a nigga won the Super Bowl but he hate the rings Bitch I want all blue hundreds why you making greens? Like what the fuck? Why is you making greens, like I need cornbread and mashed potatoes, mashed potatoes! (Ay) [Verse] I told a bitch cook some mashed potatoes, put some gravy on it 7 pounds in a carseat they think a baby on it Hit her with the long John silver you be - ahhhh You be baby strokin I don't even want your girlfriend but my lady want her I make [?] beat yo ass call my auntie on you Dog said he don't wanna hear my album but the ladies want it Do I wanna fuck your girlfriend? Like I maybe want it [SAMPLE?] [Verse] I you thought that I was done rappin? Im finna come back in Bad bitch thought I was done fuckin im finna come back in Left the White House to smoke a blunt Im finna come back in Shhhhhhhh If I say I'm at the White House I'm probably at the trap Unc got 23 years just for sellin crack Told a little kid to leave the store just for sellin snacks Every time I hit the liquor store I be stealin snacks Im the type of nigga take yo shit then try to sell it back Bitch trickin with a fat ass she be sellin back Hit the road with a hundred bows try to mail it back I make you cry in my music I brought feelings back I just seen a nigga ice skating with a fishing net Im at the Detroit basketball games where the pistons at Coach woulda put - if the coach woulda put me in the game I woulda brought the fuckin pistons back [Outro] Hahaha, like, they lost that game, but I woulda, psh, shot the last shot and made it like, cause I'm a ballin ass nigga you know like I just gotta ball everyday of my life mannnnn Haaaaa [SAMPLE?]
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