[Intro: AK Epic]

Green Gang

Bitch

[Verse 1: AK Epic]

You a bitch prolly snitch

This ain't what you want

We got some straps riding thick

More work in the trunk

I'm smoking blunts with yo' bitch

Damn right I'm gon' fuck

I tell a hater eat a dick

I don't give no fucks

Hit a lick and now I'm up

Po'd a fo' and now I'm stuck

Like Milwaukee, 'bout them Bucks

Ain't no nigga I can't trust

Put that pistol to yo' face

I'm with Eddy, gonna Bake

I ain't have none so I took

Got the pounds and then I shook

Now you fucking with the crook

All my niggas getting booked

We can't let em' off the hook

Yeah, my plug is more of cook

Bitch, I'm really in the game

Different city, switching lanes

I'm like Django off the chain

In the streets I take the blame

In my hood, no, I can't change

All we really know is game

Hit that omen, then he sang

I stay down, we not the same

I'm a beast you cannot tame

If you pussy you can't hang

Smoking Kush to keep me sane

I'm a menace, call me Kane

[Chorus: Eddy Baker]

Wake up in the morning and I'm making a fade

Bitch, I'm good in my hood I be calling them plays

Lil' nigga think he hiding, but we know where he stay

If it ain't about the money, get up outta my face

Wake up in the morning and I'm making a fade

Bitch, I'm good in my hood I be calling them plays

Lil' nigga think he hiding, but we know where he stay

If it ain't about the money, get up outta my face

[Verse 2: Eddy Baker]

Alright

I'm a young thug, all my niggas is reckless

I'm 'bout to bring 'em dumb like a fucking professor

Got grams in the cabinet, keep pills in the dresser

Fuck around with me I'll put your ass in the presser

Laser on me like I'm one of the Jetsons

Shootouts with me, it's gon' be like a western

You can get your ass beat down like a step-son

Wanna learn Kung-Fu, I'll give you a lesson

I'm gon' get the cheese, that's an early projection

I'm a dope boy, bitch, respect the profession

Trapping like a fool, plus I'm eating the best, man

I'm a fucking fool, not no pussy, don't test it

Dirty money in my shoebox, you can check it

Try to rob with me, then you'll leave my house headless

Rappers with me also kick it with felons

Try to play me I'ma bust yo' damn melon

[Chorus: Eddy Baker]

Wake up in the morning and I'm making a fade

Bitch, I'm good in my hood I be calling them plays

Lil' nigga think he hiding, but we know where he stay

If it ain't about the money, get up outta my face

Wake up in the morning and I'm making a fade

Bitch, I'm good in my hood I be calling them plays

Lil' nigga think he hiding, but we know where he stay

If it ain't about the money, get up outta my face