Money Man // GO!

Bitch I got green Shrek and Fiona (I got the green) (I got the green) (I got the green) They used to doubt me Now on dick once I got older (F*ck you mean) (F*ck you mean) (F*ck you mean) (huh) Now they see me up next On the posters (Watch me shine) (yeah) (Watch me shine) (yeah) Bitch I got green Shrek and Fiona (I got green) (I got green) (I got green) Bad lil bitch she from Pomona Take her up like escalator (On flight) She on fours, bent over Don't play wit him young Casanova (Okay) Shawty a freak and she dropping it lower (Lower) Run up a check, the pockets is growing (Growing) Niggas be hatin, they moving slower If that nigga snake, bring out the cobra (Hiss) (Yeah) Niggas be hiding, where they at (Where they at) Niggas stay hiding, watch yo back (Watch yo back) Niggas be plottin, watch yo ass Pocket watching, that's a fact Might get swiped like gimme that (Swiped) Nigga yeen bout it, don't want that Bitch I got green Shrek and Fiona (I got the green) (I got the green) (I got the green) They used to doubt me Now on dick once I got older (F*ck you mean) (F*ck you mean) (F*ck you mean) (Huh) Now they see me up next On the posters (Watch me shine) (Yeah) (Watch me shine) (Yeah) Bitch I got green Shrek and Fiona (I got green) (I got green) (I got green) WXXXLF! Go Go (We on go) (We on go) Go Go (All the way) (We on go) Go Go (To the top yeah) (We on go) Go Go (Skr skr skr) (Skr skrr) Go Go (Slit!) (We on go) Go Go Go (We on go) (Oh yeah!) Go Go Go On go Like Track-runner Track-hawk Jeep Skirt off like thunder Hit the gas, smelling rubber Take off on opps Keep a eye, niggas be feds Undercover You ain't gang I ain't yo brother She want me Hoe take a number Dub that hoe It's a cruel summer (Slit) She finna blow like a nova (Blow) Ecstasy inside my head when shorty bending over She ain't never been where im taking her (Triple x) She ain't never been On the way I gotta stay on Go Go (We on go) (We on go) Go Go (All the way) (We on go) Go Go (To the top yeah) (We on go) Go Go (Skr skr skr) Road runnin wit the gang Fuckin with the campaign Shorty say she trying to rage Fall back game strong But this ain't no limbo No games for no bimbos Posture, cause I must stay ten toes On go (Go) Like Track-runner Track-hawk Jeep Skirt off like thunder Hit the gas, smelling rubber Take off on opps (Opps) Keep a eye, niggas be feds Undercover