- Chase Atlantic GREENGREENGREEN 歌词
- Chase Atlantic
- 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 ******
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 **** 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 ******' 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 ******* throat out
Hometown, city that'll wear your bones out
Talking like your paranoia *****, I'm Xanned out
Pop beans in the back til' you throw up
I sip lean on occasion, when my throat's ******
This is just me, make an appetite of most drugs
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