[Intro]
Plugg
Akachi beats
Say, look
[Chorus]
These the fruits of my labor, y'all should eat your veggies
Benjamin's look blue as fuck, something like blueberries
Said your bitch a virgin, I'm gon' pop her cherry
Three cell phones, they Apple, my whip is on twenties
Lean, that's in my cup, too, haters, tell 'em "Fuck you"
I came in an Caddy, you still in my rear view
Surgery on grapes, uh, yo' bitch want a date, uh
Gucci with the BAPE shorts, all these niggas fake, uh
[Verse 1]
Always go bananas, I pass it, Joe Montana
Pineapple Fanta, bro, mix it with a Xanax
Shout out to the pears, I pull your bitch hair
I just ate a pomegranate chilling on the stairs
I be on another planet, smoke up in the air, bitch
Shout out to my slime, yuh, lean, that lemon-lime, yuh
Mix up in the Sprite, yuh, Rollie, perfect time, yuh
I said my Rollie perfect time, yuh
[Chorus]
These the fruits of my labor, y'all should eat your veggies
Benjamin's look blue as fuck, something like blueberries
Said your bitch a virgin, I'm gon' pop her cherry
Three cell phones, they Apple, my whip is on twenties
Lean, that's in my cup, too, haters, tell 'em "Fuck you"
I came in an Caddy, you still in my rear view
Surgery on grapes, uh, yo' bitch want a date, uh
Gucci with the BAPE shorts, all these niggas fake, uh
Plugg
Akachi beats
Say, look
[Chorus]
These the fruits of my labor, y'all should eat your veggies
Benjamin's look blue as fuck, something like blueberries
Said your bitch a virgin, I'm gon' pop her cherry
Three cell phones, they Apple, my whip is on twenties
Lean, that's in my cup, too, haters, tell 'em "Fuck you"
I came in an Caddy, you still in my rear view
Surgery on grapes, uh, yo' bitch want a date, uh
Gucci with the BAPE shorts, all these niggas fake, uh
[Verse 1]
Always go bananas, I pass it, Joe Montana
Pineapple Fanta, bro, mix it with a Xanax
Shout out to the pears, I pull your bitch hair
I just ate a pomegranate chilling on the stairs
I be on another planet, smoke up in the air, bitch
Shout out to my slime, yuh, lean, that lemon-lime, yuh
Mix up in the Sprite, yuh, Rollie, perfect time, yuh
I said my Rollie perfect time, yuh
[Chorus]
These the fruits of my labor, y'all should eat your veggies
Benjamin's look blue as fuck, something like blueberries
Said your bitch a virgin, I'm gon' pop her cherry
Three cell phones, they Apple, my whip is on twenties
Lean, that's in my cup, too, haters, tell 'em "Fuck you"
I came in an Caddy, you still in my rear view
Surgery on grapes, uh, yo' bitch want a date, uh
Gucci with the BAPE shorts, all these niggas fake, uh
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