Laundry Mat Music

Yeah, one time, one time for the world
Green flight feet girl, it's for the world
Yeah, hey this to all the ganstas man
Everybody around the world, world wide
Feel this shit man, real shit, yeah lil B

On my last damn lick, I'm out on the street
Erybody looking at me
Bitch who I'm supposed to be?
I used to love niggas that was close to me
But when I close my eyes, niggas ran over me
I keep moving weight, no brokers fee
A lot of niggas snitch
If they get close to me
Last year I wondered why nobody notice me
Now I go outside, and they know it's me
Took a couple chances, no perfections
Niggas look at me like our chain is so foul
Out the game, never complain
I stay close to the beanie
With them eyes poked out
Bitch rolling up the seaweed
Niggas took deals that you wouldn't believe
Bra working with this, put you in agree
How you gonna disagree with a
Man of my stature
Talking that based for real
It's like I clap on
And turn your whole house black
At night I move like that's all so fact
The hating bitch will call you so whack
But my money's green
So what do you call that?
My money's green, so what do you call that?
A hating bitch would call you so whack
But that paper's green so what
Do you call that? Green flame, Lil B man
Say do what you do man
Grind up, you know it's that motivation
Real motherfucker motivation
You play this when you
Do the motherfucking grind
It's for the gutter man
It's for the laundry mat
This that laundy mat music man
No dish washers type shit
Shout out to everybody that got it
We rocking!