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green in the bag - trap cabin collective lyrics

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(hook 1)
green wrapped in the bag
but the money in my hand
and my pockets full like jay*z
when you see me better stand
b*tch i roll up to the stu
i’m bout to make another band
(my)

(verse 1 yung surf)
drip good for your eyes just like a mother f*ckin’ carrot
18 carat
b*tch i wear it
take a pic
and i’m gon’ share it
hit a l!ck
just check the merit
my b*tch thick
and b*tch i swear it
puff and pass
f*ck a xanax
smokin gas
we on pemex
light the grass
for the panic
do the dash
like mechanic
dumb it down
robitussin
take the crown
no discussion
world renown
smokin’ russian
beat it down
like percussion
bring it round
like i’m f*ckin’
up the sound
don’t mean nothin’
(hook 2)
green wrapped in the bag
but the money in my hand
and my pockets full like jay*z
when you see me better stand
b*tch i roll up to the stu
i’m bout to make another band

(verse 2 yung chiqin)
bet that you wish you could do what i can
i ain’t a b*tch you would think i’m a man
frick of the wrist and i drain it like bam
i got the bread, all i need is the ham
i got an infinite amount of fans
why does your b*tch always think that she bad?
i cannot tolerate, nor can i stand
don’t got your boy, but i still got the fam
i ain’t afraid of no cracka
f*ckin with me better back up
don’t take no sh*t from a cracka
my b*tches ass imma smack up
that thing got everyone dreamin’
like nicotine, everyone fiendin’
don’t f*ck with the team, no don’t f*ck with the team ‘cuz n0body is hearin’ you screamin’
(gone)

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