It's More

[Chorus]

For Blood I pour out a fifth, keep on pourin' the shit

In the club standin' on the couches, enjoyin' the shit

She want all of this dick, I give her majority of the dick

Baby I gotta get all this money, need all of the shit

But there's more to this shit, girl it's more to this shit

Girl, it's more to this shit

Girl, it's more to this shit, baby

It's more to this shit

It's more to this shit

It's more to this shit

[Verse 1]

All I see green, green, nothin' in between

No brown, no white, all I see green

All I see green, no broccoli, I eat beans

And I smoke trees, so high like I eat leaves

Ayy, I roll off with that guap like "beep beep"

You don't gotta like me, but yo' bitch like Chief Keef

She say she love me, then I leave with my cleats

I know I was drivin' but I was runnin' up the streets

I walked up in the club, they don't need to see my ID

I ain't got no patience, don't need to see my IV

I picked up some paper tryna see where that's gon' lead

I walked up out the office with a check on one, two, three, three

[Chorus]

For Blood I pour out a fifth, keep on pourin' the shit

In the club standin' on the couches, enjoyin' the shit

She want all of this dick, I give her majority of the dick

Baby I gotta get all this money, need all of the shit

But there's more to this shit, girl it's more to this shit

Girl, it's more to this shit

Girl, it's more to this shit, baby

It's more to this shit

It's more to this shit

It's more to this shit

[Verse 2]

I see blue, blue, no I don't see you

All I see is blue, is that Blue's Clues?

If you cross the red, red, shots up in yo' head

Ya dead, ya dead, just like my dead presidents

I pulled them Ben Franklins up out my pocket

I know I'm so icy, I got my rocket

I gave my tech to y'all, you know I T-Mac'd it

I took it back a while, this T-Mac spit magic

Hop out that clean, with green, shiny like Oil Sheen

Spraying shit like mousse, Rudolph where you goin'?

I'm the king, I'm Mufasa with some wings

I want some Wokcanos, I don't want chicken wings

[Chorus]

For Blood I pour out a fifth, keep on pourin' the shit

In the club standin' on the couches, enjoyin' the shit

She want all of this dick, I give her majority of the dick

Baby I gotta get all this money, need all of the shit

But there's more to this shit, girl it's more to this shit

Girl, it's more to this shit

Girl, it's more to this shit, baby

It's more to this shit

It's more to this shit

It's more to this shit