Greens Cornbread & Mashed Potatoes

[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

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[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

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