[Intro]
Psst, Sam you might wanna sit down for this

[Verse]
Sam you should’ve seen this comin'
Weird motherfucker ever since you were a young’n
I'm about to have some fun and
I got 4 minutes to go I’m gonna hit the ground runnin'

Like you did in chemistry chasing kids around the class
I bet if Mr. Bragg had been there he would’ve kicked your ass
For harassing kids with acid as if that could go well
Was it deionized water? Nah that shit was HCL

That’s Hydrochloric acid if you didn’t pass The Gauntlet

Sometimes I forget all this shit
But it came back in waves when I started writing this, Olliepop
Freshman Sam was a spring chicken wasn’t he?
Skittles in his teeth he needs some vеgetables doesn’t hе?

Don’t make me spend too much time on this era
That freshman year Sam was a down bad fella
So many things happened I bet you’re hoping I forgot it
I recorded this verse in mono but you probably already caught it
Like you caught the ball in our intramural game
Instant shot, half court, fuckin' breakin' the frame
Now you’re duckin' me to Houston every time you get the chance (uh)
Like pushin' without the squad get you killed and then danced on

POP POP POP POP POP
Man take the L
POP POP POP POP POP
Cain give him hell

Go on Sam go ahead and get dressed
We all know what you’re gonna wear, it’s a green shirt and tan paaaaaaaaaaaaaants

[Chorus]
Green shirt tan pants
Green shirt tan pants
Green shirt tan pants

Green shirt tan pants
Green shirt tan pants
Green shirt tan pants

[Verse]
There’s plenty more to talk about than your taste in clothes
But for real you only change 'em when it’s for a shitty joke, that’s a Rumor
You know those spread like a wildfire
Keepin' a record of what you do and say cuz I’m the tea supplier
Speaking of tea I think I figured something else
Infatuated with ski blades it’s starting to make sense
It’s something you whip out that makes all the people gasp (aye)
They’re small and they’re skinny and they always finish fast (aye)

Hope these lyrics keep you up at night
Like a trip to Charlotte at 3AM it just ain’t right
Gettin' French baked goods with the theater crowd
Waking hunter up early with your keys so loud

That’s how you treat the guy who grinded all your keys?
How many of your epic guns should really be his
Maybe if Duckboy grinded his and not yours
Mr. Smuggypuss would be hangin' off his NV4s

I’m so deluded

Like a guy who set his alarm for 2:30 in the mornin'
Set it and forget it slept through it fuckin' snorin'
Leave his friend to turn that shit off but he doesn’t know your code
So he’s sleep deprived aimin' at your head then throwin'

Two hours of sleep but we could’ve slept longer
No wonder we were at each others throats getting scolded
At least I’m not the guy who set his eyes on a chair at a national park in Tennessee did a drive by and then stole it
Open the storage unit it’s time to start unpackin'
Caught you lackin' and Cheerwhinin' about this first person action
Like a half-eaten meal, I’m just not quite finished
Just like your haircut man you can tell she just didn’t listen (that’s not your fault)

I’d be surprised if you even listened to this song
You're probably in the backseat with your own headphones on
This is starting to feel like another one sided battle
Like when I beat you at ping pong and used my phone as a paddle

[Chorus]
Green shirt tan pants
Green shirt tan pants
Green shirt tan pants

Green shirt tan pants
Green shirt tan pants
Green shirt tan pants

[Verse]
Imagine you were cruisin' down Hawthorne road
And see a gangly kid walkin' around in a cloak
He’s got a lightsaber and one hand reachin' out
Nerd’s tryna use the force isn’t he too old for that?

Speaking of old I’m in the mood for ravioli
It’s been six months dude our fridge is smelling unholy
How ‘bout the dishes, Sam, do you wanna do any of those?
No? You’ll just eat and go? Well that blows

You know what else blows? Your stick fighting talent
You’ve got, what, double my reach, but were never a challenge?
I’ve got one last thing that should bring you to your senses
It’s a piece of advice: just stop talking to our exes

I hope you learned your lesson Sam you better watch yourself
I got more ammo, Sam, might drop another maybe twelve
I think you’re finished Sam, and we both knew it from the start
Sam, Just like I know right now your phone is begging for a charge

[Outro]
Talkin Sam
Talkin Sam
Talkin Sam

He a smelly ski patroller
He a stinky ass guy
Smelly ski patroller
He a stinky ass guy
Hey hey hey hey stinky lil guy
Hey hey hey hey stinky lil guy

He a smelly ski patroller
He a stinky ass guy
Smelly ski patroller
He a stinky ass guy
Hey hey hey hey stinky lil guy
Hey hey hey hey stinky lil guy

Lemme hear you say Olliepop
Olliepop!
Olliepop!
Olliepop!

Now step this way
Step that way
Now step this way
Step that way

Lemme hear you say Olliepop
Olliepop!
Olliepop!
Olliepop!

Now step this way
Step that way
Now step this way
Step that way