"beige+green" lyrics

Riding with the gang
On the interstate
Boutta hit the brakes
Wait, ay

I'm the cleanest with the rock
Know I always hit my shot
Bitch you nowhere close to being me
Thinkin you the man you not
Bitch I'm riding with my G's, till I'm running E
Always staying with the team
Fitted with the beige, now I'm on a stage
I'm running off to the green
I don't want no hoes, what did I say?
I don't want bitches they comin and goin
So bro wait, I'm outta state
Money be falling, it move in slow motion
Now go low, makin it rain
I'm with your girl and you not even knowing
I'm up so, they know my name
Breaking it down and you not even knowing

Shawty I'm sipping on Soho
Don't talk to me cause I'm chillin with Lames
I used to fuck with the polo
Now all my attire be top of the game
Don't want a bitch who gon judge my ways
Yeah they switched up quick now I'm on my way
Move too fast bitch I want my cake
Too much bands put it on my face
I'm goin back to back yeah, hit on hit
Shawty blast the gat, she don't miss
Got racks on racks yeah, let me stack my chips
Black on black, but except my kicks
No new friends like Vallone
Buzz my shit, I won't check my phone
Let me double my checks, I won't be long
Holding dubs to the press, did this on my own