2Mg In the Limegreen

I want drugs, I need sleep, yah
I want drinks, I need weed, yah
I'ma fiend, find me beans, yah
Why she acting sweet to me now?

Whats been lying through your teeth now, it's alright
If you think I'm talking 'bout you, maybe guess why
Racks and carbon paper in the magazine
Ship it back, land more packs, tax it to the scene

I won't let you in, I'm cold and empty
Don't take it personal, it's burdened on me
She keeps sending me pics, calling me daddy
But I don't fuck with damn near anybody

You ain't slick, I'm too clean, why she act sweet?
2 MG in the limegreen, sleep on window seats
Tryna see all this green grass, but it's grey to me
Life just ends, it seems, every time I breathe

You ain't slick, I'm too clean, why she act sweet?
2 MG in the limegreen, sleep on window seats
Tryna see all this green grass, but it's grey to me
Life just ends, it seems, every time I breathe

I won't let you in, I'm cold and empty
Don't take it personal, it's burdened on me
She keeps sending me pics, calling me daddy
But I don't fuck with damn near anybody