It’s More lyrics

[Chorus]
For Blood I pour out a fifth, keep on pourin' the sh*t
In the club standin' on the couches, enjoyin' the sh*t
She want all of this di*k, I give her majority of the di*k
Baby I gotta get all this money, need all of the sh*t
But there's more to this sh*t, girl it's more to this sh*t
Girl, it's more to this sh*t
Girl, it's more to this sh*t, baby
It's more to this sh*t
It's more to this sh*t
It's more to this sh*t

[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' b*tch 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 sh*t
In the club standin' on the couches, enjoyin' the sh*t
She want all of this di*k, I give her majority of the di*k
Baby I gotta get all this money, need all of the sh*t
But there's more to this sh*t, girl it's more to this sh*t
Girl, it's more to this sh*t
Girl, it's more to this sh*t, baby
It's more to this sh*t
It's more to this sh*t
It's more to this sh*t

[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 sh*t 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 sh*t
In the club standin' on the couches, enjoyin' the sh*t
She want all of this di*k, I give her majority of the di*k
Baby I gotta get all this money, need all of the sh*t
But there's more to this sh*t, girl it's more to this sh*t
Girl, it's more to this sh*t
Girl, it's more to this sh*t, baby
It's more to this sh*t
It's more to this sh*t
It's more to this sh*t