Joecaine - The Green One Lyrics

(Yo, YOAJM, where you at)

Smoking on gelato that's The Green One
Sippin' on that high-tech mutha f*cka that's The Green One
Please don't get me mad I'm like The Green One
Pistols loaded, trippin off a mutha f*ckin' bean son

When the hell did all this f*ckin' lean come
I remember teachers tellin' Joe Caine wouldn't be somethin'
Now I gotta keep the thirty-three (Huh!)
For you little n*ggas talkin' sh*t like sh*t PUBG (Huh!)

Where the hell did all this f*ckin' weed come
All this shit homegrown, I don't get sh*t from up the street (Huh!)
Neighborhood turn us to Japanese
You would think I own a garden, way I keep this green (Huh!)

Now I gotta keep this f*ckin' beam (Huh!)
Trust nobody, can't let niggas takeover this dream
This high-tech green (Huh!)
I'm sippin' lean (Huh!)
Not what it seems (Huh!)
Go get the cream (Huh!)

My pistols loaded
Just mix the potion