Fruit loops Pt. 2 Lyrics

I just smashed two bricks in the coupe

who is you all these diamonds on my wrist

look like fucking fruit loops

I just sold two bricks in the coupe

Who is you all these diamonds on my wrist

Look like fucking fruit loops

Don't get your cerebellum twisted

Im gifted with all the vowels

You thinking you fresh well

Im cleaner than microfiber towels

Your lip curls whenever I flow waves

Like rip curls greek god

Came up from cheap sod

Shooting suckers with lyrics

Like playstation three cod

And I'm fishing for wisdom

Up on a deep sea yacht

You're paranoid when I spit

Like you seen three cops

And everything starts popping

Like c4 blocks wait

Its all good where I live dog

Im feeding pussy rappers

With a bib dog you just babies

Im sick like rabies

Bitches want them scabies

The piracy I be gettin lyrical

All your shit is fucking trash dog

All your shit is fucking trash dog

I pull up to your backyard

Put that thooka on your neck and pull your black card

I just smashed two bricks in the coupe

who is you all these diamonds on my wrist

look like fucking fruit loops

I just sold two bricks in the coupe

Who is you all these diamonds on my wrist

Look like fucking fruit loops