So Organic Larry June

[Intro]
Off the dribble, it's organic, yeah
Ayy ayy ayy, it's all organic nigga
Log in nigga, (shit, yes lord, damn)
Bitch ass nigga (yeah baby)
Tap in (shit, ayy ayy ayy)

[Chorus]
I'm so organic (shit, god), off the dribble (damn)
New pistol (yeehee), I'll get you (I'll get you)
I don't love you (yes lord), I'm just with you (ayy ayy ayy)
I don't kiss you (damn, shit), I don't need you (yeah baby)
Blowin' Keisha (shit), new Beamer (shit)
Two seater (damn), new city (yes lord)
I'm to the neck (my nigga), it's just me (ayy ayy ayy)
I gotta get it (damn), I can't sleep (shit, goddamn, yes lord)

[Verse 1]
If one more nigga hit my line 'bout a verse I'ma slap a rap nigga in his mouth (wa-pish, oh no)
All I do is eat at Whole Foods, mack bitches, make sure my Rolex iced out (ayy ayy ayy, ayy ayy ayy), yeah
If I hit it once that don't mean that we rockin', ho I got a main bitch at the house (on my mama, yeah)
Nowadays hoes don't even get paid, man I swear they takin' dick for the clout (ayy ayy ayy, ayy ayy ayy)
It's six in the morning and the bitch still walkin'
No matter how much I spend bitch I just keep ballin'
Tide on the mink so you know it's lamb (good job)
Slidin' through the trap, forty on my lap (ayy ayy ayy, ayy ayy ayy)