Fruity
Yeah, (Yeah)
You know, (You know)
Fruity ruity, (Fruity ruity)
Fruity ruity, (Fruity ruity)
Fruity-
Fruity ruity, sleeping beauty
Hit that booty, called a Judy
Imma fruity, feeling moody
Doing all these civic duties
Staying fruity,
Take a cookie, let me lookie dope your bookie
She called me cutie, I said call me Tom Rudy
Look at his shit, give him a tag,
Look at my fingers I'm making these bags
Pulled out my zip, ooh that's my drip
Got me some niggas, I gave her the tip
He wanted the A, I gave her the B
She wanted the A, but I gave her the D
Look at these hoes, putting on shows
Thinking of my friend, but I'm really a foe
I had a son, said he was gay,
Pulled out my gun n' I gave it a spray
Pulling peachers, staying peachers
Said I was mischief, but imma leecher
Getting these racks (Getting these racks)
Eating these snacks (Eating these snacks)
Forgot my wife (Forgot my wife)
I'm living the fruitiest life
Fruity ruity, sleeping beauty
Hit that booty, called a Judy
Imma fruity, feeling moody
Doing all these civic duties
Staying fruity,
Take a cookie, let me lookie dope your bookie
She called me cutie, I said call me Tom Rudy
Look at my bands, wait yeah
Call me the champ, wait yeah
Question my Lamb', wait yeah
Give to all my fans
He's packing the weedles, yeah
Cars I ask, wait yeah
Was 'boutta snitch, but then instead, told I'm the goel
Likes tales of fruity ruity
Like told I'm the goel, like tales of fruity ruity
Wait yeah, feeling fruity (Yeah, yeah)
Wait yeah, feeling fruity (Yeah, yeah)
Wait yeah, feeling fruity (Yeah, yeah)
Look at his shit, give him a tag,
Look at my fingers I'm making these bags
Pulled out my zip, ooh that's my drip
Got me some niggas, I gave her the tip
He wanted the A, I gave her the B
She wanted the A, but I gave her the D
Look at these hoes, putting on shows
Thinking of my friend, but I'm really a foe
I had a son, said he was gay,
Pulled out my gun n' I gave it a spray
Pulling peachers, staying peachers
Said I was mischief, but imma leecher
Getting these racks (Getting these racks)
Eating these snacks (Eating these snacks)
Forgot my wife (Forgot my wife)
I'm living the fruitiest life
Fruity ruity, sleeping beauty
Hit that booty, called a Judy
Imma fruity, feeling moody
Doing all these civic duties
Staying fruity,
Take a cookie, let me lookie dope your bookie
She called me cutie, I said call me Tom Rudy
She called me cutie, I said call me Tom Rudy
You know, (You know)
Fruity ruity, (Fruity ruity)
Fruity ruity, (Fruity ruity)
Fruity-
Fruity ruity, sleeping beauty
Hit that booty, called a Judy
Imma fruity, feeling moody
Doing all these civic duties
Staying fruity,
Take a cookie, let me lookie dope your bookie
She called me cutie, I said call me Tom Rudy
Look at his shit, give him a tag,
Look at my fingers I'm making these bags
Pulled out my zip, ooh that's my drip
Got me some niggas, I gave her the tip
He wanted the A, I gave her the B
She wanted the A, but I gave her the D
Look at these hoes, putting on shows
Thinking of my friend, but I'm really a foe
I had a son, said he was gay,
Pulled out my gun n' I gave it a spray
Pulling peachers, staying peachers
Said I was mischief, but imma leecher
Getting these racks (Getting these racks)
Eating these snacks (Eating these snacks)
Forgot my wife (Forgot my wife)
I'm living the fruitiest life
Fruity ruity, sleeping beauty
Hit that booty, called a Judy
Imma fruity, feeling moody
Doing all these civic duties
Staying fruity,
Take a cookie, let me lookie dope your bookie
She called me cutie, I said call me Tom Rudy
Look at my bands, wait yeah
Call me the champ, wait yeah
Question my Lamb', wait yeah
Give to all my fans
He's packing the weedles, yeah
Cars I ask, wait yeah
Was 'boutta snitch, but then instead, told I'm the goel
Likes tales of fruity ruity
Like told I'm the goel, like tales of fruity ruity
Wait yeah, feeling fruity (Yeah, yeah)
Wait yeah, feeling fruity (Yeah, yeah)
Wait yeah, feeling fruity (Yeah, yeah)
Look at his shit, give him a tag,
Look at my fingers I'm making these bags
Pulled out my zip, ooh that's my drip
Got me some niggas, I gave her the tip
He wanted the A, I gave her the B
She wanted the A, but I gave her the D
Look at these hoes, putting on shows
Thinking of my friend, but I'm really a foe
I had a son, said he was gay,
Pulled out my gun n' I gave it a spray
Pulling peachers, staying peachers
Said I was mischief, but imma leecher
Getting these racks (Getting these racks)
Eating these snacks (Eating these snacks)
Forgot my wife (Forgot my wife)
I'm living the fruitiest life
Fruity ruity, sleeping beauty
Hit that booty, called a Judy
Imma fruity, feeling moody
Doing all these civic duties
Staying fruity,
Take a cookie, let me lookie dope your bookie
She called me cutie, I said call me Tom Rudy
She called me cutie, I said call me Tom Rudy
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Writer(s): Aryan Malhotra
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