That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,
Yeah, real or fake, bitch!hotter then the summer coupe
Picture me lettin this chump survive
Time flies, all those cries and tries
It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy
Low hanging fruit that was me
See me off the bay with san quinn in a beige coupe
We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit
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