Lyrics Green Bay - King Justo feat. Stali Kay

What's your first move
You better make sure it's better than ever
Money blue
Keep it together better not touch it
Old news
That be the twenties I keep in my sweater
Walk in the bank finessing the teller anything that I tell her pussy getting wetter
Listen
Never stepped foot in the kitchen
But you could just tell we getting money
Member days I was broke was looking bummy
Now I got a bad bitch caressing on me
Can't forget when they looked at me funny
Need some VVS stones sunny
Calling my phone can't get nothing from me
SK
Run to them hundred like a relay
Need an AMG gotta get away
Took that bitch pack her up Green Bay
We don't play them games take it over there
Ain't talking money I don't wanna hear
What you Tryna do keep a sitchy near
I don't wanna make a momma shed a tear

Your honor I did it
The dummy was fucking around with my digits
These niggas burned all the ties and the bridges
Clean out the spot all I need is a minute
Go pay Ya father in heaven a visit
Niggas ain't solid knock em off they pivot
Had a hundred bands I'm pushing round the civic
Anything I'm whipping go and get it tinted
Two in the morning I'm rapping
Three in the morning we scoring a basket
Four in the morning I'm back at it trapping
Five in the morning they all Tryna tap in
Six in the morning they all at it feening
Been up for days I don't make money sleeping
Know the gang never starve if I'm eating
Jew going blue forty two for no reason
Skip to my Lou hundred blue wallet freezing
Hollon
Let me tone it down
They only pop up when the money round
You my dog be my dog and just hold it down
If you making a play hit me up I'm down
Niggas fake when you need them they not around
They move funny go dummy and knock em down
Once it go only bullets come back around
Hollon