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Green trees lighting HD Green trees, green leaves I do safely yeah Green Green, I can tell that she must hate me Green face is it jealousy or envy? Take green yeah they see through Dishes green like a salad with your seafood Different colored pills, I got orange, red, green, blue I would pick green but she wouldn't let me choose, yeah yeah Green eyes matching green shoes Suicide got me hanging from a green noose, seem to uh Green lime, green juice Used to pat the lil' fucker calling green goose, yeah yeah You'll see soon I just had to flex, I ain't mean to I ain't mean to I'm just sorry we don't catch rides We just hit that green green green where I grew up We smoke trees in the back of the tour bus Green flames in their eyes they excite me I sent her green sexts all she said was "get inside me" I'm sorry Letras de cancionesGreen green where I grew up Pop pillies in the back til' you throw up I sip lean on occasion, when my throat's fucked It's just me making an appetite of most drugs Pull your phones out You're gon' wanna see this, pull your phones out Yeah Said you didn't know, well you know now All I see is green yuh Moving on your seat yuh yuh All I see is green, All I see is green, All I see is green It's green where the grass grows Let the cash flow You can keep your head high, keep that ass low Let the meds talk then I know their head's off I done popped to many pills, made my dick soft Whoah Matter of fact, she's the one who got attatched She likes money, she likes drugs aye Seven lines to be exact, yuh yuh You can fucking check the stats if you wanna take it back yuh You'll see soon I just had to flex, I ain't mean to I ain't mean to I'm just sorry we don't catch rides We just hit that green, green, green where I grew up She just popped an addy, well I guess that makes the two of us Terror, terror I’m a flag at TSA And I go stupid on the beat if I produce it in a day You a lame though Green green, now you're shooting from the neck down Talk loud, I might rip your fucking throat out Hometown, the city that'll wear your bones out Talking like your paranoia bitch, I'm xaned out Pop beads in the back til' you throw up I sip lean on occasion, when my throat's fucked It's just me making an appetite of most drugs From Letras Mania