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I don't eat fruit or vegetables I eat the pussy and other stuff (woo) But I don't eat fruit (nah) or vegetables No fruits or vegetable, or vegetable (no, no) No fruits or vegetable (no, no) Who the fuck are you to tell me what I can or can't do? (Ugh) I would eat your mama's gushy, but I won't eat no fruit No fruits or vegetable, no fruits or vegetable (yeah) I am a professional of soakin' grown up genitals (yeah) Women look at me and know for sure they heterosexual (ooh) They book me at the festivals, the crowds been goin' testicles (Woo-woo) I'm still a kid, look at my dick But I make these hits that'll shape your kids (yeah) If I shake my hips, they'll display their tits It is weird yet lit, what a chain of events I been fuckin' (ayy), I ate her ass (whoa) She came, I gasped, I win again Won't make my bed, my mom got pissed (what?) She said, "Don't rap", guess what? I did (what?) Oh yeah, all my haters hands up on they heads (uh) I'm abusin' substances with guys in the NFL (whoa) I just stole a Perrier from Kodak Black from his dressin' room While he was on stage, I was thirsty, back up off me This is just hip-hop, but my shit pop, I wear flip-flops to my biz ops Ain't no wristwatch, pretty women all up on my arm (oh-yeah) I don't think I need to get more charm (oh-yeah), I just tried molly, and I barfed (not for me) I don't eat fruit or vegetables I eat the pussy and other stuff (woo) But I don't eat fruit or vegetables (nah) No fruits or vegetable, or vegetable (no, no) No fruits or vegetable (no, no) Who the fuck are you to tell me what I can or can't do? (Ugh) I would eat your mama's gushy, but I won't eat no fruit (ugh) Or vegetable, no fruits or vegetable (no, no) Or vegetable, no fruits or vegetable (no, no) Who the fuck are you to tell me what I can or can't do? (Ugh) I would eat your mama's gush
Writer(s): Benjamin Joseph Levin, David Andrew Burd Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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