This is a song about "Onion tortoise"

But really your lyrics have no taste its like eatin a piece of wood

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

You got a pastel shell and a soft inside

Got bitches on mollies, they rollin' all night

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

So you wanna release platinum? you won’t even go wood,

Chopping my style down like spruce wood

Smoke ? you know it taste good

In case you forgot or fell off i'm still hot - knock your shell off

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

Ya shell be aight never hurl

It’s us, not you, get used to it girl

They say if you listen to a conch shell.

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

Shell blow me so hard shes gonna develop a lisp