GREEDY GUY Lyrics by K-Trap
9 MMs and them 3 8 autos
I got a mean supply
Serious set up
But I still need point 45s I’m a greedy guy, I’ll shoot or drive
I don’t really mind as long as it’s did correct
Shoot and pick up them cases
That’s a click collect
Outside cooking
It’s like jerk on a pan
Swerve let it bang
Never take the stand, but I’ll break the bank and go to the T house, place the clam. Told me the stamp
Now we’re shaking hands
It’s cold outside, gotta put both hands together and breathe
Three waps one, ride
I’m talking serious greed
Try put it on a tee skid back and dumped the range
Light it and walk from the fire, that’s Undertaker Kane
They keep telling me put back on the mask
Light skin but I get dark, drilling and trapping, rap was the 3rd Avenue
I ain’t from zart
To lift that trophy
Wouldn’t know what it takes sick emojis
AK for the AK coulda bought miss a Rollie
About a quarter to shine like this or about one fifth on a lighter day
Pyrex exploded
Now I got yola stuck at the top of the microwave
If I scored a goal then around shirtless
Gotta 10 with me, if I give her a 10, she’s gonna run straight to Hermes Perfomante it’s outside purring
Difference to me and them
I was paying off tabs, they was paying off ads, natural pack, they was playing in labs, whatever they owed, I was paying them back with corn, old, but back is sawn
I’ll paint it better than Slawn
Keeping it balanced
I won a MOBO award, then gang left suttin’ on a ward
9 MMs and them 3 8 autos
I got a mean supply
Serious set up
But I still need point 45s I’m a greedy guy, I’ll shoot or drive
I don’t really mind as long as it’s did correct
Shoot and pick up them cases
That’s a click collect
Outside cooking
It’s like jerk on a pan
Swerve let it bang
Never take the stand, but I’ll break the bank and go to the T house, place the clam. Told me the stamp
Now we’re shaking hands
The sun comes out
Better fill it with minimum 12
Because if you fail to prep, prepare, to fell
Let me see them with a hammer and L’s as L. 9 M’s of the sea, wish we had 2 that’s double C’s this ain’t Chanel
Should have put him on a tee when we gave em the belt
Yeah, you can run, but I swear you won’t get that far
GLE this ain’t a car but it sounds like an SVR
All you hear is
How you buying swag, and ain’t got no mash
Tryna go in style
Free bro got caught with a thing in person
No, he couldn’t go to trial, he couldn’t
He ain’t gonna talk like that, he wouldn’t
I wouldn’t suggest it
Walked with options could have got Chingy, I could have selected
Gang them hit suttin out, but they want to spin back for a hat
They wanna perfect it
Switch that ride and go
At works, 9 to 5, but the weekends he’ll come around, wipe your nose
Sold tops and bottoms, but it’s mad Depop wouldn’t take these clothes
And I get why they won’t, got a clutch back now with a double beef collect and we go
Yeah, we load it here, but it’s got to get sent up the road
SRV separation confirmed
9 MMs and them 3 8 autos
I got a mean supply
Serious set up
But I still need point 45s I’m a greedy guy, I’ll shoot or drive
I don’t really mind as long as it’s did correct
Shoot and pick up them cases
That’s a click collect
Outside cooking
It’s like jerk on a pan
Swerve let it bang
Never take the stand, but I’ll break the bank and go to the T house, place the clam. Told me the stamp
Now we’re shaking hands
