[Intro]

Yeah

Uh it's your boy back

Fresh off that bay

Boss don season

Domain pain

Shout out to my nigga Young Los in the beats you know

I mean, two in the afternoon man

Sunny day, strolling throw the Soho

Really seen a nice pair of Shades I like

You know them shits was like 2, 500

I bought em fuck it

It's what I do

Gain Greene

Boss don shit

Domain Pain for you niggas

Let's go

Get at your man

[Verse 1]

I got the forty low, covered up like I'm forty below

Seven in, with like forty to go, Or maybe more, Pay me full

I'm the Waviest of all

I got a black one, white one, even keep a slim bitch

They all stick together, And they got a good friendship

Closet so expensive, Andrew Marc, Cole Haan

And if I'm smoking that Haze, there's 40's of that OHO bond

Know I got the Audemar, Loop ya, It ain't shit without Max

Your music need a booster, the fifth will leave you screaming like a rooster

Sweep the nigga body of the stoop like the super

Nigga I'm the future, nigga I be used to, the finer shit

I don't do that urban, I only do designer shit

I only do the Gucci, Louie, Fendi, Prada

Biggavell is a pimp, I run up in ya mama, I run up with the lama

Pop it at any nigga thinking he is thug, Don't pull up

I'm a fill this nigga with slugs, I seen this nigga in a club out in Jersey

Seen his team looking like they want to hurt me

But thanks to the frontline (Yeah)

You only gotta tell them focus up one time

Nigga, I be trying to duck the one time

You smoking with thirty niggas on one dime

[Chorus]

Here we go, Here we go

So won't you niggas

Roll up a big fat bag of the sour (sour)

You can't stop he got the greens

'Cause nigga I'm wavy

We getting green to the pussy every hour on the hour

Got Caine and light, got Dour

Plus you know we got that product (product)

Nigga we getting chips while Y'all getting angry (angry motherfuckers)

[Verse 2]

On the stroll of the strip nice, Bitches on the dick like, Big pipe

Cherry lip gloss get your lips right, Get your lips wet, I'm not Dipset

Nigga I'm Green Gain

Rollie in the mean chain, I leave you holey in the cheese lane

Holy moly go fuck yourself

Please change for the better Max, do it for your boy

You was riding in the Jetta Max, do it for a toy

I be moving like I'm Floyd, right jab, left jab

93 was the shit, Harlem had the best cabs (Harlem)

AJ Lester's the best rags, A buck 20 then, that was big money yeah

And that's was a 20-10

I was getting money when, Reagan was in office

Pee-pee on your carpets, grind like an orphan, Lye 'em in the coffin

Bitches off the Myspace, love me out in Boston

Oww

[Chorus]

Here we go, Here we go

So won't you niggas

Roll up a big fat bag of the sour (sour)

You can't stop he got the greens

'Cause nigga I'm wavy

We getting green to pussy every hour on the hour

Got Caine and light, got Dour

Plus you know we got that product (product)

Nigga we getting chips while y'all getting angry (angry motherfuckers)

[Outro]

Yeah this niggas all pissed off in the game

Boss don Biggavell shit, back with that Domain Pain

Yeah Young Los, got another one baby

Niggas riding that wave

Fuck with your boy

It's over for these niggas man

Oh man, Aye big tone

We gonna flip these niggas upside down

Jingle that change out they pocket (Yeah)

Know what I mean

Gain Greene baby

Oh man (Uh)

Oww