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haz the kid - green lyrics

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(yeah)
[chorus]
smoking on green
im in the seat just sippin on tea
ck on keys
and they wanna be me
they try, they can’t + its peak

but im in the sun; like 30°
wid the boys jus smoking on trees
just bun like 3, im fried like beef

smoking on green
im in the seat just sippin on tea
ck on keys
and they wanna be me
they try, they can’t + its peak

but im in the sun; like 30°
wid the boys jus smoking on trees
just bun like 3, im fried like beef

[verse]
these man just lookin all dead (yeah)
boy jus gimmie that bread (that bread)
dont really care bout what you said
playing tеn for ten while we smokе up on a benz (brr)
stuck in your head no dent
gonna feed you bars like lent
and when i freestyle right there, you woulda thought that it just got written in pen

that girl over there looks promising
but whats her name i forgotten it
she give bad vibes on a week day, but its okay cus i got high tolerance (got it)

they hate on my name but they following
they wanna come say why like dominic
when i hear me on the mic they honoring
cus when im on the mic im dominant

she been pickin at my mind like peter pepper (yeah)
feel like she love me or something i reckon
i been stuck in her head, no matter what the weather
no matter the weather

i dont f+ck with that sh+t like stella
h1 said i should just know better
but i spit a few bars for a tenner
i made bread, i make that chedder

spent ps on beat and the sesh, gonna pre that night till 3, bring vibe to the ting thats me, gun fingers all gonna aim at me
(yeah, what)
listen;
i wanna make that cheese
i dont care bout gang or teams
i wanna spit jus make this cream
i wanna spliff wanna smoke this green

[chorus]
smoking on green
im in the seat just sippin on tea
ck on keys
and they wanna be me
they try, they can’t + its peak

but im in the sun; like 30°
wid the boys jus smoking on trees
just bun like 3, im fried like beef

smoking on green
im in the seat just sippin on tea
ck on keys
and they wanna be me
they try, they can’t + its peak

but im in the sun; like 30°
wid the boys jus smoking on trees
just bun like 3, im fried like beef

- haz the kid lyrics

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