I get paper like i a mail box, seen
Are your a guy that sticks to green?
Thought police, your mind's not green.
Bitches pursue me like a dream
And i put you on the team
Tummy hungry for the dull green
This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head
Youre probably so embarrased that youre tomato red
You ain't never seen
You aint wantin the green,
Come see real niggas on my team
Its never dark cause were smoking that green
Would look at us all the time
Toking green hoping for dopamine
Would they mind? umm, well, of course not
Bout that green like baby bop
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