Lowest Hanging Fruit Lyrics

I don't wanna go, if you gotta go, I don't wanna go, if you gotta go, go

I'll be right here, I'll be right here, I swear I won't

Grow

I swear I won't

Show

I swear I won't leave this cage that I need, I won't become

Whole

I won't

Let me get that blunt back like a refund

Let me see that shit again like a rerun

Strain so exquisite, you would think that I'd be skimpin' but my nillas roll 'em thick, we call 'em tree trunks

Baby, sit up on me like a tree stump

She want me to poke it like Capri Sun

Know I got the juice like the lowest hanging fruit, you might even get the squeeze when the lean done

Yeah

She a train wreck

The weed Train Wreck

I'd cut her loose, but she give the most insane neck

Nilla Please, you and me don't have the same sex

The way I bang, you and me not in the same set

Big nuts, I'ma crack it

Couple points on the serve, no racket

I don't fuck with Venmo or Zelle cause they track it

I'm Jeff Bezos, I got money off the package, yeah

Blue check, boys, get the price cut (uhhhh)

Fuck a prude bitch, gimme a nice slut (uhhhh)

Get a leash and a treat if you a nice pup (uhhhh)

We gon' beat, never speak, like it's Fight Club (like it's Fight Club)

Yea

Big money still flippin', bouncin'

Bad bitch in the kitchen, countin'

Poured up, we swimmin', drownin'

Bust-bustdown, she drippin', fountain

Big money still flippin', bouncin' (Big money still flippin')

Bad bitch in the kitchen, countin' (Bad bitch just countin')

Poured up, we swimmin', drownin'

Bustdown-down, she drippin', fountain (ooooh)

Bad bitch in the kitchen countin' calories

Cheat day, she get fat dick outta me

Nilla's I consider opps say they proud of me

My mom still can't wrap her head around the salary

Rollin' Scotti cause a Nilla try to beam up

This dick come with NDAs and prenups

If George Bush didn't care about FEMA how am I supposed to give a fuck about a diva?

Now let me get that blunt back like a refund

Let me see that shit again like a rerun

Strain so exquisite, you would think that I'd be skimpin' but my nillas roll 'em thick, we call 'em tree trunks

Baby, sit up on me like a tree stump

She want me to poke it like Capri Sun

You know I got the juice like the lowest hanging fruit, you might even get the squeeze when the lean done

She a star, dawg

The weed Star Dawg

I try to leave, but she always make it hard, dawg

Tryina hang, we gon' have to take that bra off

I'm tryina spread like a double barrel sawed up

Now I'll admit, I was thinkin' you were all talk but that wet-wet is some fire like a Molotov

Slow stroke hittin' all your walls

Fuck you good, then I'm fallin' off

Big money still flippin', bouncin'

Bad bitch in the kitchen, countin

Poured up, we swimmin', drownin'

Bust-bustdown, she drippin', fountain

I don't wanna go, if you gotta go, I don't wanna go, if you gotta go, go

I'll be right here, I'll be right here, I swear I won't

Grow

I swear I won't

Show

I swear I won't leave this cage that I need, I won't become

Whole

I won't