![[Title Removed] artwork](https://scdn.treblo.com/images/genoninsert_129e7145-2af8-47b7-a3fa-a7ce189daa5f.webp?optimizer=image&width=768&quality=75)
[Title Removed]
· 2:39 · 6 plays · v3-preview
Lyrics
Ayy
Yeah...
Yerr...
No regular...
No regular, hop out too clean
Blue faces bustin' out the jeans
Bro said, "What's the play?" I said, "Green"
Whole gang lit, you know what I mean
Too much sauce, don't spill my drink
Lil' baby bad, she don't even blink
Tapped in, now the whole spot geeked
West Coast bounce, let the trunk beat
Hop out fresh, white tee, new kicks,nigga
Chrome on the whip, same old clique,
Brodie said, "Bet," now we back in the mix,
Too much drip, got 'em sick as it gets,
Whole lotta pape', that's the daily routine
Outside posted with the same day ones
They keep talkin', we just countin' these funds
Too many plays, I ain't missin' not one
Lil' shawty choosy, now she choosin' me
Too player, baby, keep it P
Everything motion, no make-believe
Too many wins, they can't compete
Slide through smooth, windows all tint
Too much game, don't need no hints
Young fly player, still legit
West side vibes every time we dip
No regular, hop out too clean,
Blue faces bustin' out the jeans,
Bro said, "What's the play?" I said, "Green",
Whole gang lit, you know what I mean,
Too much sauce, don't spill my drink
Lil' baby bad, she don't even blink
Tapped in, now the whole spot geeked
West Coast bounce, let the trunk beat
We back in BIDNESS
Shoreline Mafia
2026
Comments
No comments yet.