This is a song about "Green pants"

Why's the mouse sticky can you pickup your pants

We getting money, you can face the facts

Are your a guy that sticks to green?

Be the king, that was part of my dream

A first rounder, y'all don't want a russell

Attached like pants keepin casual

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Saggy pants an vacant faces,

Its never dark cause were smoking that green

But i wear mine on my head, supreme

Baby, you know who you are

Your pants get hit with cancer

And they the ones talking bout tuckin gats in they pants!

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

Thought police, your mind's not green.

Girl cut up, got lean on lean