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chase atlantic - greengreengreen lyrics

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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 and your seafood
different colored pills, i got orange, red, green, blue
i would pick green but she wouldn’t let me choose

green eyes matching green shoes
suicide got me hanging from a green noose, seem to
green lime, green juice
used to pat the lil’ f-cker call it green goose

you’ll see soon
i just had to flex, i ain’t mean to
i ain’t mean to
i’m just just sorry we don’t cast thought

we just hit that green green green where i grew up
we smoke trees in the back of the tour bus
green frames in their eyes they excite me
i sent her green s-xts though she still wants to get inside me
i’m sorry

green green were i grew up
pop beads in the back til’ you throw up
i sip lean on occasion, when my throat’s f-cked
it’s just me making an appet-te of most drugs

can you face out?
you’re gon’ wanna see this, pull your face out
yeah
said you don’t know but you know now

all i see is green yuh
moving on your seat yuh yuh yuh
all i see is green, all i see is green, all i see is green

it’s green where the gr-ss grows
let the cash flow
you can keep your head high, keep that -ss low

let the meds talk then i know their head’s off
i done popped too many pills, made my d-ck soft

matter of fact, she’s the one who got attached
she likes money, she likes rock hey
seven lines to be exact
you can f-cking 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 cash checks

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 f-cking throat out
hometown, the city that’ll wear your bones out
talking like your paranoia b-tch, i’m xaned out

pop beads in the back ’til you throw up
i sip lean on occasion, when my throat’s f-cked
this is just me making an appet-te of most drugs

- chase atlantic lyrics

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