[Verse 1]
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)
Tint 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 match her green shoes
Suicide got me hangin' from a green noose, scene two (Uh)
Green lime, green juice
Mix it with a lil' vodka, call it Green Goose (Yeah, yeah)

[Pre-Chorus]
You'll see soon
I just had to flex, I ain't mean to
I ain't mean to
Undecided, I can't say

[Chorus]
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 makin' habits out of most drugs
[Verse 2]
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
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 their 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

[PreChorus]
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

[Chorus]
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, I ain't shootin' from the neck down
Talk loud, I might rip your fucking throat out
Hometown, city that'll wear your bones out
Talking 'bout your paranoia, bitch, I'm Xanned out
[Outro]
Pop beans in the back 'til you throw up
I sip lean on occasion, when my throat's fucked
This is me makin' habits out of most drugs