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Artiste : Chase Atlantic
Titre : Greengreengreen
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? (Woah)
Take green, yeah, they see through

Dishes green like a salad, it ain´t 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 hangin´ from a green noose, seem to (Uh)
Green lime, green juice
Mix it with a lil´ vodka, call it Green Goose (Yeah, yeah)

You´ll see soon
I just had to flex, I ain´t mean to
I ain´t mean to
Undecided, I can´t say...

We just hit that green green green where I grew up

We smoke trees in the back of the tour bus
The green flames in the eyes, they excite me
Sent a green text, all she said was, "Get inside me"
I´m sorry
Green green where I grew up (Ayy)
Pop beans in the back til´ you throw up
I sip lean on occasion, when my throat´s fucked
This is just me, make 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 (Oh)
All I see is green, yuh
You ain´t gonna see, 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 (Ayy)
Let the meds talk, then I knock the heads off (Ayy)
I done popped too many pills, made my dick soft (Woah)
Matter of fact, she´s the one who got attached, yeah
She likes blow, ayy, she likes rock, ayy
Seven lines to be exact, yuh, yuh
You can fuckin´ check the stats if you wanna take it back, yuh

You´ll see soon
I just had to flex, I ain´t mean to (Yuh)
I ain´t mean to

Undecided, I can´t say...

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 (Woah)
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 shootin´ from the neck down
Talk loud, I might rip your fucking throat out
Hometown, city that´ll wear your bones out
Talking like your paranoia bitch, I´m Xanned out

Pop beans in the back til´ you throw up
I sip lean on occasion, when my throat´s fucked
This is just me, make an appetite of most drugs