Lyrics Forest Green - Teemonee

You feel me
Weather type nice today
Might go wash the whip
Take a lil road trip or sumn (it's Monee)
Let's go

Couple G's later, got the whip out the shop
'lotta trust in my mechanic, I ain't gotta stand and watch
It's the same 3 letters when I'm beatin' up the block
Got the chips with the dip, tortillas with the guac
My brothers say that I'm too humble, time to turn it up a notch
Monee Gang to the top, MG's on the socks
Bitch, you know my time is money
Forest green inside the watch
Don't compare me to your nigga
Bitch, I'm everything, he not
I could have 19 bitches and a midget
Like what Kwame said (bitch ass nigga)
Try to do this shit
They gon' take your check, pillow and your bed
I fully gassed the whip
The gears shift, racin' to the bread
Now I play the market, going crazy with the credit spreads
But that conversation, we could do that on another day
I'm makin' one now
Already thinkin' bout another play
Might move across the world
I'm talkin' 90 Day the other way
Keep the camera rollin'
'nother episode, I'm gettin' paid (facts)

They way I look at it now
Treat life like that one time I was on the parkway
Kept pushin' my foot on the brake
That shit just kept going

Bitch better have my
You know that shit that RiRi said
I'm done doing favors for these (niggas)
That's what Tee just said
Giving out them discounts made me feel like I ain't need the bread
'lotta people cappin', they be living like they flee the bread
He just runnin' with it
He don't touch it
He just seen the bread
A run for his money, he ain't moving
Guess his sneakers dead (damn)