This is a song about "Gerard lettuce"

And i have forsaken my marriage, now she gon take me for loot

Edible, these artists are garbage, i'm leafy lettuce food

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

Chasing lettuce with rebels avoiding temples no heaven

And start tossing up this green like the lettuce was confetti

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

I'm playing for the green, shorty i'm mateen cleaves

I'll be free till i decease to eat my lettuce leaves

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Stackin that lettuce since way way back when

Frigid when ripping through rhythms like lettuce to a rabbits teeth

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch

My dick romaine lettuce and yours some stank ass cabbage

And i need you to show me love

Rollin that devils lettuce