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Green
Hip-Hop/Rap
Green was released on April 20, 2026 by Cheffa Mob Productions as a part of the album Droppin Gems (Purple)
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Release DateApril 20, 2026
LabelCheffa Mob Productions
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM144

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Timothy Fobbs
Timothy Fobbs
Rap, Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Timothy Fobbs
Timothy Fobbs
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Timothy Fobbs
Timothy Fobbs
Engineer, Producer

Lyrics

You so green
Yea yea
Yea
Girl you so green
Shit be common sense
Why you over think
You might be on the bench
You still on my team
If the money aint exist
Would you notice me
Here can you hold my drink
Girl you so mean
We be tryna talk
Yell through the whole thing
Threatening you gon walk
Ill let a hoe leave
Deal wit a dog
Bark up the wrong tree
Yea
You start to see clear
When you take off that blind fold
It be hard to take serious
When I know that your mind gone
Is this what you used to
The feeling aint too mutual
Knew way before
Where this was headed
I could see the future
I aint never the wedding
I just seen her coochie
Cuz I know she choosin
At whoever shootin
Check the manifesto
Ready lets go
Before we hit the telly
Gotta pit stop at the Citgo
Beep on the celly
She done seen a text
From my X Jont
She keep on yelling
Need to calm her down
Cmon lets smoke
Girl you so green
Shit be common sense
Why you over think
You might be on the bench
You still on my team
If the money aint exist
Would you notice me
Here can you hold my drink
Girl you so mean
We be tryna talk
Yell through the whole thing
Threatening you gon walk
Ill let a hoe leave
Deal wit a dog
Bark up the wrong tree
I cut you off
Was too involved
I keeps it P I had to show your ass Some law
After you get the drawers
They always show their flaw
You always find your way home
When you a dog
Would you rather be stuck in the Past
Be stuck wit your last
Would you rather be wit someone
Trash you see as a bad bitch
One was ridin wit you down bad
You didnt even have shit
Other causin issues gettin mad When she aint see cash sent
Now your lonely
Scrollin on your phone
Textin old flings
Jump up every time
You hear the phone ring
Mixed yellow wit the blues
Got shawty so green
Written by: Timothy Fobbs
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