This is a song about "Green pans"

Tummy hungry for the dull green

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Bout that green like baby bop

The pain don't stop, but my reign don't stop

Good rhythm, bad women and better lyrics

Mo' green numbers than the matrix

We were doing okay, we were never stackin' green,

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

Got these bezzells on my wrist, bitch im smoking on that green.

Exclusives, y'all never seen

People wonder why grass is green,

For thinking you clean

Thought police, your mind's not green.

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

C.r.e.a.m. was the motto, wanted the lotto and easy green,