[Verse 1:] I really feel like I should preface this So no one's protesting and raising their fists I don't do illegal stuff My neighborhood ain't rough I'm from a town, I ain't hood Okay, now that we are all good Let's talk about snitches Reporting ditches They tell what you're up to And make up stuff that isn't true They're at every level of society They do deserve all their notoriety Rich snitches, poor snitches, middle-cla** snitches Want to send you to prison to get ditches I hope snitches never get no wealth I have experience with ‘em myself Money is better because it doesn't betray you Money is better because it can buy Trues [Hook:]x2 There's a lotta snitches out there Snitching about petty stuff Snitchin' ‘cause they don't got no money And they're jealous of the people who do The people who get money and live life Snitches Snitches Snitches they snitchin' And I don't like those hatin' snitches Snitches Snitches Snitches [Verse 2:] I like the paper, the green I like to sip on the lean I don't waste time with hard girls, no “what do you mean” Like my money, I want my car to be green Want my pockets to be fat, don't want em slim My favorite show used to be Invader Zim Money is green like Invader Zim I like fast cars with gold or silver rims All this paper, call me Michael Scott I spit bars, I spit fire that's hot My jeans will be green like a gra** blade If I had a lightsaber, it would have a green blade Because green is the color of money At concerts I'll be hyper like the energizer bunny