[Chorus]
I’m over the hump, yeah, I just got back from the garden
You got a whole lot of stuff, huh,
I got that actual harvest
I’m over the hump, yeah,
I just got back from the Garden
Put my homies on high
Now it’s attack of the martians
ah ah
Pull me off the page i’m impatient
ah ah ah
You aint real, you just really famous
ha ha ha
I just got back from the garden
Put my homies on high
Now it's attack of the martians
ah ah


[Verse 1]
I just got back from the garden
Put a few t-t-tracks on a project watch this
Put a spoon cap on all the heads
Gimme jo-hands like Scarlett

Put my homies on high
Now it’s what that last part said
Got a clean suit no Jarvis
Please no ash on the carpet

Gave you all my colors out of pocket
So you took the sauce and called it béchamel
i was always meant to play the author it was hip hop or it was SNL
I don’t make anything easy
But I do everything well
They still love me out in Sea-Tac
They still fuck with me in Nashville


Bare my soul like Chip and Dale
It’s a Cole world no Riverdale
I Kwasimoto i got over the hump
Morimoto with the fishtail
I could skrr skrr if it suits me
My speeds are yes and absolutely
I don’t do sorta no I don’t do maybe
Cuz that's George Michael Bluthe thing

[Chorus]
I’m over the hump, yeah yeah, I just got back from the Garden
You got a whole lot of stuff, huh,
I got that actual harvest
I’m over the hump, yeah,
I just got back from the Garden
Put my homies on high
Now it’s attack of the martians
ah ah
Pull me off the page i’m impatient
ah ah ah
You aint real, you just really famous
ha ha ha
I just got back from the garden
Put my homies on high
Now it's attack of the martians
ah ah