Your heart literally is what i do want for lunch
Ive always had a taste for the fruit of knowledge,
Food gives energy, people pursue the recipes but are drained of juice
You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose
Pg bitches love me like i'm tcb band polo bitch
Aging like wine, just check my vintage
When they hear me rocking the groove
Eating shrooms on a cruze with gin and juice
10 million off of mixtapes before i drop a single
If you bite into an apple you gon' find me in the middle
And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody
Need every color rari, and the apple for the safari
Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line
She #drove me like a race won, i #run #over, with some red wine
We love for a while then a light goes
Riddles and jokes and scary crows
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