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GR333N DAY. Video (MV)




Performed By: Vurtigogh
Language: English
Length: 2:31
Written by: Vertigo Villa




Vurtigogh - GR333N DAY. Lyrics
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Roaming around this town looking, thinking of a way out, ya
Stacking all these 20s, 50s, 100s, any amount, ya
Think that I lost count, ya
It's a Green Day every time When I Come Around
Please don't make a sound, ya
Better go check your surroundings
We let shots off no announcement
VVS drip all on my wrist flow just like a fountain
Got your bitch on her knees sucking dick
Damn she outstanding
Mount 'em up, sum it up, count it up, ya
Yea I know they f*cking hate I ran it up
They better go and pray to God, Allah or Jah, ya
They rather sit up on they ass and cry like, wah wah
That's why I'm out here laughing to the bank like ha ha
Yea I'm rollin', geekin', and I'm smokin' za za
And your bitch is basic, why would I even bother
Yea I'm rockin' Prada
All they got is nada
And my swag out of this world
Feel like a flying saucer
Lucky I'm stuck counting these bands
'Cuz your bitch on my roster
Roaming around this town looking, thinking of a way out, ya
Stacking all these 20s, 50s, 100s, any amount, ya
Think that I lost count, ya
It's a Green Day every time When I Come Around
Please don't make a sound, ya
Better go check your surroundings
We let shots off no announcement
VVS drip all on my wrist flow just like a fountain
Got your bitch on her knees sucking dick
Damn she outstanding
Mount 'em up, sum it up, count it up, ya
Yea I know they f*cking hate I ran it up
They better go and pray to God, Allah or Jah, ya
They rather sit up on they ass and cry like, wah wah
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English

Roaming around this town looking, thinking of a way out, ya
Stacking all these 20s, 50s, 100s, any amount, ya
Think that I lost count, ya
It's a Green Day every time When I Come Around
Please don't make a sound, ya
Better go check your surroundings
We let shots off no announcement
VVS drip all on my wrist flow just like a fountain
Got your bitch on her knees sucking dick
Damn she outstanding
Mount 'em up, sum it up, count it up, ya
Yea I know they f*cking hate I ran it up
They better go and pray to God, Allah or Jah, ya
They rather sit up on they ass and cry like, wah wah
That's why I'm out here laughing to the bank like ha ha
Yea I'm rollin', geekin', and I'm smokin' za za
And your bitch is basic, why would I even bother
Yea I'm rockin' Prada
All they got is nada
And my swag out of this world
Feel like a flying saucer
Lucky I'm stuck counting these bands
'Cuz your bitch on my roster
Roaming around this town looking, thinking of a way out, ya
Stacking all these 20s, 50s, 100s, any amount, ya
Think that I lost count, ya
It's a Green Day every time When I Come Around
Please don't make a sound, ya
Better go check your surroundings
We let shots off no announcement
VVS drip all on my wrist flow just like a fountain
Got your bitch on her knees sucking dick
Damn she outstanding
Mount 'em up, sum it up, count it up, ya
Yea I know they f*cking hate I ran it up
They better go and pray to God, Allah or Jah, ya
They rather sit up on they ass and cry like, wah wah
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Writer: Vertigo Villa
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