mike dimes - green lyrics
[intro]
what’s up with that weed man
we blowing trees
money from these hoes man
that’s what i need
what’s up with that weed man
we blowing trees
money from these hoes man
ayo schim run that sh+t back
[chorus: mike dimes]
they try to tell me i’m a bobber, copper
dropper, popper, stopper, commas a lotta’
i do anything for dollars, gualla, mama
pappa, slaughter, daugthers, head knocker
[verse 1: mike dimes]
clientele all on my phone
i went to [?] just to [?] and end up taking shawty home
i got b+tches on my d+ck, won’t leave me lone’
i keep it playing i ain’t worried bout a [?] they gon’ talk too much
(what’s up with that weed man)
i’m the biggest f+cking gumpie in the tank, lil baby
you need a ticket just to get a up in the place, lil baby
i make a ticket every city in the states, lil baby
i’m the sh+t proly’ how i got the [?] but lately
i been on the road for the riches
till i double all my expenses
i ain’t never gon’ fall of a pivot
but i’mma proly’ be trippin’ if i hear one more description
about a n+gga having me and some lame in the same sentence, n+gga
(what’s up with that weed man)
cause i ain’t even like that boy
probably couldn’t even write with the boy
[?] me all night with the boy
[?] up this and change the height of the boys
swear they don’t know me, don’t wanna meet the old me
[chorus: mike dimes]
they try to tell me i’m a bobber, copper
dropper, popper, stopper, commas a lotta’
i do anything for dollars, gualla, mama
pappa, slaughter, daugthers, head knocker
[verse 2: wiz khalifa]
they trynna’ tell me i’m a taylor, gangster but i do it major
[?] but i be with bangers why you talking to the coppers, nadas
why you trynna’ stop us?
on them shrooms [?] pill poppers wanna book me, fly me private baby
ride me baby, from the [?] where they grab me baby
i been looking shiny lately, what the time say?
i can’t even see the face
stars in the roof make her think we at the sp+ce
[chorus: mike dimes]
they try to tell me i’m a bobber, copper
dropper, popper, stopper, commas a lotta’
i do anything for dollars, gualla, mama
pappa, slaughter, daugthers, head knocker
[verse 3: hoodlum]
[?]
[chorus: mike dimes]
they try to tell me i’m a bobber, copper
dropper, popper, stopper, commas a lotta’
i do anything for dollars, gualla, mama
pappa, slaughter, daugthers, head knocker
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