CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : fruit leather
Oh my god, help me, I don't wanna die—
Tell us something your mum doesn't know
(GTTC)
B-beans
Took that b*t*h on a date to Home Depot
'Cause her man missed shots, Shaq free throw
U-up and down in that b*t*h like a cheat code
A-and she follow us where ever we go
Don't wear Polo, but you cap a lot
b*t*h, you a afterthought
I been so damn high that I been chilling with my astronauts
You're so sweet (Like a—, like a—, like a—, like a—)
A-a-a-a-a-a— apricot
Fruit leather, o-or whatever
R-rocky Mountain high, John Denver
I c-I can't have a whack b*t*h, never
(On, on, on the grind, Ryan Sheckler)
T-they, they call her the glizzy gladiator
You like master-baiter
G-got a lot of d**k, so any takers?
Call me later
Tell us something your mum doesn't know
(GTTC)
B-beans
Took that b*t*h on a date to Home Depot
'Cause her man missed shots, Shaq free throw
U-up and down in that b*t*h like a cheat code
A-and she follow us where ever we go
Don't wear Polo, but you cap a lot
b*t*h, you a afterthought
I been so damn high that I been chilling with my astronauts
You're so sweet (Like a—, like a—, like a—, like a—)
A-a-a-a-a-a— apricot
Fruit leather, o-or whatever
R-rocky Mountain high, John Denver
I c-I can't have a whack b*t*h, never
(On, on, on the grind, Ryan Sheckler)
T-they, they call her the glizzy gladiator
You like master-baiter
G-got a lot of d**k, so any takers?
Call me later
