This is a song about "Beep beep lettuce"

And start tossing up this green like the lettuce was confetti

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

With a chi chi,i got lifes cheat sheet,so beep beep get the fuck out my lane

That god isn't finished with me yeti feel his hand on my brain

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Bota da beep bota, booming economy

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

My bens stops with a beep make some friends but not with the cops

My dick romaine lettuce and yours some stank ass cabbage

Pessimistic we are, carry odds like luggage

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

If morse code is easier then this verse i will beep

This is the concrete

The monitor went beep,

Like beep boop beep bop these rhyme can get yo girl off

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because