Nicki Minaj, Drake & Lil Wayne – Seeing Green Lyrics

Seeing Green

Nicki Minaj, Drake & Lil Wayne

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"Seeing Green." - Nicki Minaj, Drake & Lil Wayne

Sunday, 25 October 2026, 12:45 am

Album: Beam Me Up Scotty (Remastered)

Track No: 01

I'm smokin' tarantula, yeah
Bae gave it to me
I'ma pull up so lit, I just might crash, dog
Let me take this Balenciaga mask off
To ask y'all, "Who asked y'all?"
Cita told me to stunt my ass off
That's all, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop
He was a good cat, my bad, dog
Don't put no K after that B, boy
Bad call
That's flag talk
Fuck around and knock your flag off
I had to
I wore a gat before a tattoo
I had to
As a matter of fact, I had two
No cap, I'm on them capsules
I done relapsed, boo
But I been on my feet since
Cinderella lost her glass shoe
The cash blue, but I'm still seein' green
I'm in the bathroom and I'm peein' lean
My bitch a vacuum, I told her
Keep me clean, it seems serene
I'ma badonkadonk and bikini fiend
I just need a queen that ain't scared
To fuck a Stephen King
I used to live next door to Drake and Momma Dee
And Lisa Dee on Eagle Street
How I go from bars on the screen door to the TV screen
Don't ask me, but never change the channel
Gucci flannel, Gucci socks, Gucci sandals
Gucci teddy bears and pandas, not fake
Propaganda 'bout to blow out the candle
My lil ho out Atlanta, got a ho out Atlanta
With a ho out Atlanta, she a ho out Atlanta
We get it, it's the same in each city
My bitch dance better than P Diddy's
And ever since the pandemic
They don't wanna let Drake out of Canada
I been screamin', "Free Drizzy"
I know bae trust my vision, but don't want me to see prison
Said I can't make no promises, either leave or come visit
But leave the keys to your heart next to your soul and your spirit
Some see graffiti as art, some could see hoes to be women
But I'm the greediest shark amongst an ocean of killers
I put ya six feet deep, I'm being socially distant
Nina Ross on the hip, the .44 is my mistress
Extra shots, extra clips, ain't talkin' videos nor vixens
Just come and see about it, bitch
Tunechi
Ayo
I am the star in any room that I stand in
I am the stand out, you just my stand-in
These bitches copy my homework, that's what they hand in
That's why I'm private like the airports I land in
Life is a beach house, don't let the sand in
I ball in any arena, go let the fans in
I should go cop a new jersey, that's word to Camden
These bitches time tick-tocking, better stick to dancin'
I D&G the wallet, my money tall and brolic
Big ass backyards, just so papa bear can frolic
One margarita pizza with parmesan and garlic
These bitches thirsty, I can see why they alcoholics
Ain't gotta ever talk about it when you are about it
Just bought a new car not to drive it but to walk around it
Just call me Nicki, cock the blicky, the Minaj is silent
Brand new vanilla Maserati, I been Haagen Dazsin'
He call me solid even though I'm drippin', water diet
Big booty stickin' out my daisy dukes'll cause a riot
These bitches still my sons, who could ever deny it?
My packs hit different, who could ever supply it?
No one bitch could be my opp, that shit offends me
It's corporate giants and machines that went against me
I wash bitches, man, they couldn't even rinse me
She said she hot, I said, "Well bitch, come and convince me"
Ain't no C in green, but I'm seein' green
Even with them floor seats, they couldn't see the team
The k-i-n-g, the GOAT, plus me the queen
I send shots send 'em back or flee the scene
You know one of the perils of makin' money is you can afford to be dramatic
Y'all some drama queens, for real
It's all good, though
You're now tuned into the biggest ever
YMCMB, Tunechi Lee
Young angel, young lion man
Y'all boys get on the track with Onika Maraj, and ya'll still dying man, what's up?
We in this bitch
This ain't gonna be the first time that I do numbers on two crutches
Seen more plaques than toothbrushes
Until I'm at the pearly white gates
I gotta move somethin'
Do somethin'
All meetings happen in person, so they can't prove nothin'
Known her eight years and still fuck her like a new husband
Tryna run a country like Putin one day, but who's Russian?
Who's bluffin'?
For real
Who you huggin', who you wanna be lovin'?
I play forty eight minutes on a torn meniscus, who's subbin'?
El Chico luxury, wanna see my **** ball so bad, I started up a league
Fuck with me, you **** can't trouble me from the Doubletree
Step your suites up
I get Oliver to set the beats up
2021 I had to wet the streets up
Your girl was better in the morning like a slice of pizza
That's when I had to hit her with the nice to meet ya
You **** think you doing damage, you just hypin' me up
Face who? I could see a wall of y'all, all of y'all and run straight through
Trust, it's all fun and games until I wanna play, too
Aye Dios mio, the ice is frio on the Jesus
It's bringin' me closer to God
I'm already close to the mob
I'm already known as the GOAT
Could try and get close, but you won't
I already packed the garage
None of these shits is a Dodge
None of this shit's a facade
None of this shit's a mirage
Thought I was seein' things when I was seein' green
6 G-O-D, CMB
Yessir

Writer(s): Onika Maraj, Aubrey Drake Graham, Lil Wayne, Andrew Ramsey, Shannon Sanders, Kimberly Jones, Carlos Broady, Nashiem Myrick, Nile Goveia & Kaushik Barua.

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