Lettuce Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Drixx you know what I'm talkin' bout
That lettuce, huh
That lettuce
Gotta, gotta get it
Gotta, gotta get it
That lettuce, huh
That lettuce, huh
Focused all on the check, yeah
Mind on the money
New favorite color blue
All I want is hunnids
So I hit the avenue
Been on the fuckin' mission
Since the year 92
Lettuce, cabbage, broccoli
I, I, I like healthy food
So I hustle harder than the average nigga
Keep my lettuce in the basement like Big Tigger
No Kevin Gates, but I'm a breadwinner
And I got the juice, fuck a swag nigga
Like Pee-wee, this ain't new to me
Chef cook it in a spot like curry
So you know a nigga bout it like Master P
And your bitch wanna kick it like Jet Li
I guess she recognize a nigga prestige
Like Reggie Bush in college, boy, I'm out your league
Livin' life in the motherfuckin' boondocks
That's what motivated me to be a king
Guess I was destined for the T.O.P
Now a nigga pockets on Monique
Livin' life like Papa
I guess this shit B.I.G
Baby, tell a nigga where your head at
Cause I'm tryna get that lettuce
Just found out my pockets vegans
Cause all they want is lettuce
Ben Franks, Drew Jacks, and Grants, my nigga
Man, all I know is lettuce
Bank account in shape, I ain't worry about the space
Cause it's filled up with lettuce
Yeah, all I want is lettuce
Yeah, just give me the lettuce
Yeah, just give me the lettuce
Huh, all I know is lettuce
Huh, baby, tell a nigga where your head at
Cause I'm tryna get that lettuce
Ben Franks, Drew Jacks, and Grants, my nigga
Man, all I know is lettuce
Lettuce, lettuce
Gotta go and get the lettuce
Lettuce, lettuce
Gotta go and get the lettuce
Uh, baby, tell a nigga where your head at
Cause I'm tryna get that lettuce
Ben Franks, Drew Jacks, and Grants, my nigga
Man, all I know is lettuce
Gettin' daily cabbage
I'm a veggie savage
Pockets gettin' bigger
Look like 20 asses
Been on this money diet
Been livin' flyer than a pilot
Keep your hands off my celery
Cause I'll cause a fuckin' riot
While you niggas focus on Bill Gates
Shit, I'm out here tryna build gates
And I'm tryna Donald Trump it
They say money talk, well, I'm louder than a trumpet
Lately, I been goin' up like the stock market
Niggas been declinin' like the bear market
I forgot to mention, this not a fair market
Every day I'm goin' hard like James Harden
Tryna get a million, stack a couple buildings
You better get some business before you get the business
Now, I swear it's all worth it when you make it out the trenches
It was a lot of fuckin' doubters, but I swear I never listen
Trap game commando, do this for my kinfolk
Been straight and narrow, now it's time to go up hill, ho
Paralyze the naysayers just so I can feel more
Every time I touch the beat, I kill hoe
Ever since 14, I had to go and get it
Started cookin' up the tracks like a fuckin' chemist
Finna pull a flawless year like Jameis Winston
Cause I'm tryna ball hard like Chauncey Billups
Woo, shit, yeah
I'm a money pistol
Yeah, I'm after that
Yeah, I hustle to that money, boy
Shit, yeah, I'm after cash
Baby, tell a nigga where you're headed
Cause I'm tryna get that lettuce
Just found out my pockets vegan
Cause all they want is lettuce
Ben Franks, Drew Jacks, and Grants, my nigga
Man, all I know is lettuce
Bank account in shape, I ain't worried about the state
Cause I'm still doin' lettuce
Yeah, all I want is lettuce
Yeah, just give me the lettuce
Yeah, just give me the lettuce
Huh, all I know is lettuce
Huh, baby, tell a nigga where you're headed
Cause I'm tryna get that lettuce
Ben Franks, Drew Jacks, and Grants, my nigga
Man, all I know is lettuce
Lettuce, lettuce
Gotta go and get the lettuce
Lettuce, lettuce
Gotta go and get the lettuce
Uh, baby, tell a nigga where you're headed
Cause I'm tryna get that lettuce
Ben Franks, Drew Jacks, and Grants, my nigga
Man, all I know is lettuce