Apple In My Hand
Move with me (yeah), you gone suffer pity (uh)
And she with me, yeah she really with me (yuh)
If you won't slide, i'll fuck on your friend fasho-o-o
And if you won't ride, i'm kicking your shit out the do-o-or
Popping me like a roxy, blood on my jeans
Yeah the zeen love haunts me, yeah it haunts me
Got an apple in my hand, so the trees not a far reach
Woah
LYE LIRIOUS
When I heard my gramps died ahh I was like is you serious
That shit had me feeling delirious
Five hundred mg to the dome just to rid me of this experience
You fuckin' on me, fuck on you
Givenchy on my shoes
Yeah my heart bleeds blue
And I bled it all for you
I am not Yao Ming cuz' I got hella rings
She wan't be my next of kin
Blunt burrito Mexican
Off the coast, I was coolin', cruisin' (yuh)
Off the boat, she was droolin', smoochin' (yuh)
And I know what she doin', boolin' (no)
Cuz I can't ever, will never fall for a hoe
I can't see my head spinning
Will you keep my head off a pivot
Ooowoaaah (okay!)
Move with me (yeah), you gone suffer pity (uh)
And she with me, yeah she really with me (yuh)
If you won't slide, i'll fuck on your friend fasho-o-o
And if you won't ride, i'm kicking your shit out the do-o-or
Popping me like a roxy, blood on my jeans
Yeah the zeen love haunts me, yeah it haunts me
Got an apple in my hand, so the trees not a far reach
Woah
And she with me, yeah she really with me (yuh)
If you won't slide, i'll fuck on your friend fasho-o-o
And if you won't ride, i'm kicking your shit out the do-o-or
Popping me like a roxy, blood on my jeans
Yeah the zeen love haunts me, yeah it haunts me
Got an apple in my hand, so the trees not a far reach
Woah
LYE LIRIOUS
When I heard my gramps died ahh I was like is you serious
That shit had me feeling delirious
Five hundred mg to the dome just to rid me of this experience
You fuckin' on me, fuck on you
Givenchy on my shoes
Yeah my heart bleeds blue
And I bled it all for you
I am not Yao Ming cuz' I got hella rings
She wan't be my next of kin
Blunt burrito Mexican
Off the coast, I was coolin', cruisin' (yuh)
Off the boat, she was droolin', smoochin' (yuh)
And I know what she doin', boolin' (no)
Cuz I can't ever, will never fall for a hoe
I can't see my head spinning
Will you keep my head off a pivot
Ooowoaaah (okay!)
Move with me (yeah), you gone suffer pity (uh)
And she with me, yeah she really with me (yuh)
If you won't slide, i'll fuck on your friend fasho-o-o
And if you won't ride, i'm kicking your shit out the do-o-or
Popping me like a roxy, blood on my jeans
Yeah the zeen love haunts me, yeah it haunts me
Got an apple in my hand, so the trees not a far reach
Woah
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Writer(s): Lye Lirious
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