Broccoli, kale or spinach
If it's Green I'm with it
I ain't dumb, go stupid
Talk shit, yeah I'm fluent
Smart, I'm A+ student
You wild? Oh just do it
I ain't dumb, go stupid
I ain't dumb, go stupid
Call me a turnip the way that I turn up
I'm at the beach the way that I surf up
I'm in the kitchen the way that I serve up
I'm in the kitty the way that her skirt up
Oh shit yeah calm down
You ain't quiet bitch yeah you loud
You talk shit you outhouse
I'm the cat Tom you the little Jerry mouse
I been at this rap shit for a quick minute
Putting in the work just to make a quick milly
Tryna bring about my dreams like Meek Milly
Getting strange from the start, Bobby Brown, Millie
They see that I'm crowned king, they be like "Really?"
Pull up on the bеat like I popped a quick wheelie
Brucе Wayne, the way I blow there be no ceilings
I'm a master with the cards, sorry there's no dealing
DAMN STRAIGHT
Fending for myself cos these motherfuckers tryna eat up off my plate
Fighting for my mental, I be getting all these medals, different kinds of metal in my state, yuh
I got commas from my merch drops
Give em back like yo purse drop
That bitch like a pack of cigs the way that her shirt drop
No breaking
Like Gwen Stacy
No saving
All my homies doing numbers you know that I'm next
Finally moving on like you from your ex
I don't gotta prove myself to show I'm best
Went from being worse worst to the best dressed
Smoked these mothafuckers like I smoked a whole pack in the out back
When I say out back, its out back in the way back of an outback
Yo bad? My bad, you bad, she bad (YUUUP)
If it's Green I'm with it
I ain't dumb, go stupid
Talk shit, yeah I'm fluent
Smart, I'm A+ student
You wild? Oh just do it
I ain't dumb, go stupid
I ain't dumb, go stupid
Call me a turnip the way that I turn up
I'm at the beach the way that I surf up
I'm in the kitchen the way that I serve up
I'm in the kitty the way that her skirt up
Oh shit yeah calm down
You ain't quiet bitch yeah you loud
You talk shit you outhouse
I'm the cat Tom you the little Jerry mouse
I been at this rap shit for a quick minute
Putting in the work just to make a quick milly
Tryna bring about my dreams like Meek Milly
Getting strange from the start, Bobby Brown, Millie
They see that I'm crowned king, they be like "Really?"
Pull up on the bеat like I popped a quick wheelie
Brucе Wayne, the way I blow there be no ceilings
I'm a master with the cards, sorry there's no dealing
DAMN STRAIGHT
Fending for myself cos these motherfuckers tryna eat up off my plate
Fighting for my mental, I be getting all these medals, different kinds of metal in my state, yuh
I got commas from my merch drops
Give em back like yo purse drop
That bitch like a pack of cigs the way that her shirt drop
No breaking
Like Gwen Stacy
No saving
All my homies doing numbers you know that I'm next
Finally moving on like you from your ex
I don't gotta prove myself to show I'm best
Went from being worse worst to the best dressed
Smoked these mothafuckers like I smoked a whole pack in the out back
When I say out back, its out back in the way back of an outback
Yo bad? My bad, you bad, she bad (YUUUP)
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