This is a song about "Collar greens"

I hit it first, call it greens

Little more weed, first class seats

Ambition is definitely on the way

Blue collar they'd call it, ain't ghetto, fuck what haters say,

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

If i could, i'd plant some greens over all their fucking riches

Grab him by his collar bone, and throw him down the stairs like im tossin a stone,

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

These shoes right here ain't come from foot locker

Got a button down shirt, pop a collar

Blue collar they'd call it, ain't ghetto, fuck what haters say,

Me and my homies, kick it like everyday

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Bitch smoke your greens, you need that nutrition,

Gime a second, busy cookin greens in the kitchen,

I wanted them on my debut, but they ain't wanna listen