This is a song about "Fruits"

I be gettin' money

And all the fruits agree

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

Like, i got the peel so tell them fruits i got the juice you can invite em and see (vitamin c)

Given us the fruits of liberation from your toil

Let's fall in love, let me put my seed in your soil

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

You're the tree that's been cut, no leaves or fruits in the hut

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

Merge the mixture with the purest and the fruits

Harder than my dick when taylor swift is in my basement

You're the tree that's been cut, no leaves or fruits in the hut

You're the tree that's been cut, no leaves or fruits in the hut

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

Summertime in the city

Like, "peel, fruits, juice, vitamin c?"