GREENCELOPHANE

[Intro]
Nigga (Oh, yeah)
Yo
Rap like green cellophane, know what I'm sayin'? (Motherfucking Nackman, Nackie Chan)
[?] (Griselda)
Super Nack daddy
Fuck is you talking 'bout son?
Ayo, son

[Verse 1]
Green cellophane, metal cape
Sing you niggas a sweet serenade (Brrt), Heaven-made (God)
Baby, come by to see the necklace, yay (Mami!)
Supreme renegade, end of days (Over!)
Empty the safe, been told a witness to what the seven say (Oh!)
All my enemies better pray (Oh!)
Ten steps away and trailin' (Far bеhind)
Bitch pussy' stink
I'm Bill Clinton, still hit the shit but I ain't inhalin' (No!)
Wheater mami from Mеdgidia, maybe Venezuela, bust a nut (Oh yeah!)
The way shorty fuck, it could make me paint the ceilin' (Oh shit!)
Splash! (Splash!)
Major cash (Ching!)
Drug addicts sold the flavor last (Yeah)
Avirex jacket eight, is he Alcatraz? (Shit locked)
Sailor fashion, the naughty can break the yayo stash
I'm pursuin' the paper fast (Trash!)
Hatin' ass niggas mad they can't erase they disgraceful past (Devil)
Send a young nigga at him, he couldn't wait to crash (Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba!)
Tryna run with a pack like he wouldn't face the wrath (Fuckin' kill you!)
We fast and furious, niggas just shouldn't race for cash (Su!)
I made a good run and back to the hood with Stacey Dash, huh (Yeah!)

[Chorus]
I used to trap from the peephole (From the peephole! Yeah)
If you know me (Aha), then I probably sold it, I oughta have me some bicor-cor-cor-cor
I'm in the jungle with creatures (I'm with them lions that roar)
The real [?]
I called plays from the bleachers (The bleachers)
Switch the BMW feature-ture-ture-ture
Make a trap on the back block (Trash!)

[Verse 2]
Before you met [?] (Woo!)
Undercovers creep (Nah!)
Niggas think I'ma be sleepin', shit (Never!)
Keepin' this gat cocked, one in the head (Boom!)
Niggas doin' all that yip-yappin'
Bring in the Red Star (What's wrong with you?)
You really ain't got no business with that talk, yo (No!)
You not slang or sellin' (Never)
Ain't never bang with fellas (Not you!)
I know snitches that's shootin' niggas like you if they say they tellin' (Word!)
He talkin' spicy and he gon' aim for melons (Kill you!)
Caught in the danger dwellin'
Fuck around if you make it, he facin' major swellin' (How many nuffs you want?)
Leave 'em paper trailin', get busy, papers in my Armani wallets highly polished (Yo!)
Only focus getting the almighty dollar (Ching!)
Somali coast guard (Where the dope at?)
Snatchin' shit of a policy, flyest, I'm ridin' comet (Zoom!)
Y'all twice the novices, I'm the strongest (Flex!)
Nostradamus, the scope can tell it, it's slang coded (Bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu-bu)
Beat that shit at home if it ain't noted, lanes folded (He folded!)
Fuck around and he got his brain exploded
The game, sold it (Boom!)
Nack daddy came in his lane and floated (Ah!)
Oh, son

[Chorus]
I used to trap from the peephole (From the peephole! Yeah)
If you know me (Aha), then I probably sold, I oughta have me some bicor-cor-cor-cor, yeah
I'm in the jungle with creatures (Oh, yeah)
[?]
I called plays from the bleachers (The bleachers)
Switch the BMW feature-ture-ture-ture-ture-ture

[Outro]
Got it! What you need?
I got dimes, got dimes, got fourtys, got fiftys
Baby!
Got it in the crib
Don't give me that "Only got ninteen" shit
No!