Monk Vision Entertainment - VERDE

Nigga been a pop star since day one
People just catching on
I ain't really finna blame em
Imagine tryna hate em
Got your girl wanna date em
Give em bout two years they'll be packing out a stadium
Push start shit when I hop in this bitch
Got the planets on the ceiling like a outer space ship
Vision too tinted can't peak in this whip
Had to auto my steering finna ghost ride the whip
Finna ghost ride the whip
Aye baby just
Be chill when you
Gotta be for real when you
Different kinda feel when you
Up all night yeah we gone off the goose
Packed out whips this a top tier view
Man how we got here ion have no clue what's new
Bad little bitch that I met at the seasons
Here on a visa she here for the weekend
So I had to slide
Let me tell you why
She a freak bitch I can see it in her eyes
Brought her best friend said she here from Grenada
Said she down here to see fam in Decatur
Wait
Let me tell the truth
Don't care bout your friend tryna see what you do
Said she got a man
This between me and you
That nigga not even gone have a clue
Came to the crib
Then she got loose
She got a call
What he gone do
He talkin bout
Who were you with in that benz
Matter fact
Where is your friend
I pick the phone and hit end
Took me a pic and hit send
Running her mouth she don't want it to end
We can
Go back to my penthouse
Not tryna have my business out
I'm not tryna have my ex's scout
We switched locations took a scenic route
Went cold turkey til you hear me out
New dude
New you
New me no schemes
No skits
Your dreams
I mean I'm feeling all those things
You ain't never had to think
Aye baby just
Be chill when you
Gotta be for real when you
Different kinda feel when you
Up all night yeah we gone off the goose
Packed out whips this a top tier view
Man how we got here ion have no clue what's new
Aye baby just
Be chill when you
Gotta be for real when you
Different kinda feel when you
Up all night yeah we gone off the goose
Packed out whips this a top tier view
Man how we got here ion have no clue what's new
Nigga hate my life cause he wanna be me
Aye now I'm in the light top down in a jeep
But that henny got me spinning like a fucking cd
Put this dick in ya mouth baby bon appetit
Let's do it
Slide sit
Hold up we just started tell me why you wanna quit
Sipping on that remy now I'm throwing up a bit
Steady with the heat like a pair of oven mitts
Hit it from the back then I nutted on her tits
Far from a sucka but I know she wanna lick
Aye ty
Nigga what's good
I'm fucking with the beat feet slidin on the wood
Liquor in my system now I'm movin like a slug
Baby give me face I don't want no fucking hug
Packed out view
Two bad bitches and they coming in 2's
I just wanna
See you dance in this room
Take off that mask and tell me the truth
I can
Buy you the beamer the bentley the benz's
It's como estas when you walk in the building
Take off that mask and tell me the truth
Take off that mask and tell me the truth
Aye baby just
Be chill when you
Gotta be for real when you
Different kinda feel when you
Up all night yeah we gone off the goose
Packed out whips this a top tier view
Man how we got here ion have no clue what's new
Aye baby just
Be chill when you
Gotta be for real when you
Different kinda feel when you
Up all night yeah we gone off the goose
Packed out whips this a top tier view
Man how we got here ion have no clue what's new

Written by:
Chris Smith, Francine Harrison, Henok Zaid, Jaylon Shannon, Jonathan Dor, Jude Okafor, Tyree Leopold

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