Intro (Greenlight 6) lyrics
by Bow Wow
Oh yeah, this that pack right here, pimpin'. Just what a n*gga needed. As I'm sittin' back, smokin' on this bomb, right? I came to realize that I'm the last one left. sh*t, I make music for the n*ggas that like to do fly sh*t. Drop the top on they whip, ride around with a bad b*tch. I make music for the bad b*tches. When I say "bad b*tches", I mean they independent women that don't need no n*ggas for nothin', can get it on they own. One thing I do not condone is ho sh*t or f*ck n*ggas, and we do not make music for broke n*ggas. You will be highly offended by playin' this. So kick back, relax. Grab some weed. Grab a Backwood. Whatever the f*ck you roll up in, grab that, kick back, and let's get into some fly sh*t