CA JUNTA - Burnin Green

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[Chorus: SickBoySlick] Smokin weed,burnin trees Smokin weed, I'm burnin trees If you ain't about money, get the fuck away from me Yung big baller tryna get it to the cream [Verse 1: CA JUNTA] Ain't goin down without a fight, leave the wound lightly salted Straight Canelo shit, yeah, throw him over the sultan I don't give a fuck, that's it, I've had enough I can see right through the bluff Least I don't act like I'm all tough I'm so sick of these cappers who always be cappin I'm more sick of rappers who don't really like rappin' Going on hunger strikes while being catfished by Katniss Takes a lot of Vigor & bite to end up living so lavish But some would quit it It's like practice, you just wanna skip it This the advent of a new religion Long as that shit sauna, heaven's gotta right to listen No appall to these lames hate, I prepared enough Land of liberty, so-called, then why'd you kick us, yuck Kiss my ass and then pass my hat to Ms. America Find the mistletoe, don't go get mad over my heritage Pop hydrants for this shit, it surely was a gusher, Charlie No, Barkley, even Bob was half John but ushered in Marleys Polar opposites like MJ & Adderall After all, feinin don't really matter y'all Why get pissed, block our ladder tall like you sum sort of bladder wall, that's factual Truth, no booth, just a room We fight to cut lose shoddy my sweetest taboo She is my key to Cancun, but meanest piece of Bamboo I wish she had less passion for more passive men The ones who get fomo & think "Ight I'll pay for plastic then!'' Well, Gs all know the way that the elastic bends If we in a sea full of sharks, then your ass is lent Don't want no raptors round me, the 666 is scary Feelin' like a pastor or a missionary Wanna rebuke it, please don't add her to my obituary They gave us so much shit we done divided & died from dysentery Now, time it out, look who has more passes with Christian Mary [Verse 2: SickBoySlick] Burnin Gs,smokin weed Been putting all for the fuckin team 561, representing West Palm Beach I don't sleep, all I eat is rap, flow on the beat Honestly, who's better than me when I'm laughing on the scene Purple & green, I am the best, I am just rap,rippity rap rip machine To get this keem, and to live the dream of getting buck Mothafucka think you better than me, you never test your luck I won't hesitate to burn you up, like a blunt (uh) [Chorus: SickBoySlick] Smokin weed,burnin trees Smokin weed, I'm burnin trees If you ain't about money, get the fuck away from me Yung big baller tryna get it to the cream
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