Yawezey - Green Finger Lyrics

Bitches out here tryna find a better me, I swear they ain't a better me
Ain't nobody out here even close to be ahead of me
I used to f*ck with Melenie , now I only f*ck with melodies
I'm talkin' all my shit, I know you hearin' my obscenities

These bitches out here thinkin' that they really be befriendin' me
I stay up with my friends, but I be closer to my enemies
But shoutout to my brothers, cause they always stayin' next to me
And if you tryna play on me, I swear it's game over

When I hit it from the back, I move that thang over
Turn ya homie to a chain smoker, get yo chain takin
F*ck if you mistaken, I'm tryna get this money
So I'm really out here thankin', these bitches out here fakin

That's why I never chase him, that's why I promise that I never
Never gave a f*ck about a bitch, cause I be too paid and they too faced
I'm redlining in a two lane, these bitches actin' stupid
Swear to God they need a new brain, I'm chillin' like it's Friday

But I swear it's only Tuesday, I'm kickin' it with Fernie
Every day it be a new day, I'm on another journey
With the homies gettin' too paid, these bitches out here
Feeding off my vibes, they need to move away

Me and all my brothers actin' different when we gettin' paid
Never been traditional, gotta move a certain way
Always act professional, even when you know we ain't
Pick up the telephone, now I'm boutta make another play

I done made 100, f*ck bein' humble
I swear my bank account ain't never goin' under
B.B. Simmons wearin' on my belt buckle
Saw that nigga tax bracket, made me chuckle

DMTC bitch, you know we be the clan
I'm with sebas bitch, you know we be the man
Tell all the f*ck niggas to go and catch up if they can
And we ain't talkin', you ain't up a hundred grand

Every day I need some new hunnids
I got a green finger countin' up these blue hunnids
I don't even go outside if it ain't bout some new money
He said he want go ban for ban, that nigga too funny

Heard he got a lot to say, I think he tryna do something
Don't wanna hear opinions from niggas that ain't gon' do nothin
Ain't tryna hear shit from a bitch, you ain't tryna suck some
Baby, send your friend my direction, I'm tryna f*ck some

Ayy, never gave a f*ck about a bitch
Cause I be too paid or they two face
I'm redlining ina two lane, these bitches actin' stupid
So they glad they need a new brain

I'm chillin' like it's Friday, but I swear it's only Tuesday
I'm kickin' it with Fernie every day, it be a new day
I'm on another journey with the homies, gettin' too paid
These bitches out here feedin' on my vibes, need to move away

Me and all my brothers actin' different when we gettin' paid
Never been traditional, gotta move a certain way
Always act professional, even when you know we ain't
Pick up the telephono I'm about to make another play