Lime lyrics

Awhooo, let's get it

Grab a gyro and a cold pop cause I'm a roll

I ain't making no stops bitches stay tryna throw shots

Until I'm in they face like botox

Crazy nigga with me, bet he throw a fit

Let me give you a glimpse of the niggas I'm with

They pets just came from the vet

They ride on my side like Lilo n' Stitch

Busy while you on a futon, taking off like a Groupon

Started upsetting they feeling vicious

No gun on me, but I trigger bitches (grrra)

Shop at the thrift store, just know how to style it

This 5 dollars, but look 5000

And I rock his shit, money first

If you want a verse I'm a 2Pac his shit

More green than lime, 2-4-7, I grind

We ain't talking bout the lime? Disconnecting my line

Let a opp come on my block, you know we letting rounds out

All my niggas stay up on the corner like they in time-out

Hustle, hustle

Streets jealous with insecurities

When you see me I'm with security

Jump out a old school, turn you old news

That's the definition of maturity

If yo company come for me, try yall best

I'll take yall checks like the IRS

Then hit the mall for a new necklace

While you in the crib broke watching Netflix

Niggas boring me, they not flattering

Same thing everyday like a phone pattern

The shit they talking not mattering

Got money everywhere like he scattering

Keep a business mind, can't nobody do this shit greater

Come for my paper, then I might buy you a Hall later

Bitch!

More green than lime, 2-4-7, I grind

We ain't talking bout the lime? Disconnecting my line

Let a opp come on my block, you know we letting rounds out

All my niggas stay up on the corner like they in time-out

Hustle, hustle

More green than lime, 2-4-7, I grind

We ain't talking bout the lime? Disconnecting my line

Let a opp come on my block, you know we letting rounds out

All my niggas stay up on the corner like they in time-out

Hustle, hustle