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Lettuce Video (MV)




Performed By: Detroit Panic
Length: 3:13
Written by: Zachary Smith




Detroit Panic - Lettuce Lyrics




Snotty nose hoes
Gone and blow me like a Kleenex
Just left mercury
Now I'm on Venus
In love with Mary Jane
Bitch no its peter Parker
Spit my flow up on the scale
And sell it for a kilo, uh
Niggaz hella lame
Rig give me dabs
Put it in the cellophane
Know I wrap dat crack
I don't need these niggaz hand
To make that shit slap
Need to hit this joint
But f*ck it this shit thrax
Don't need to light this joint
But f*ck it that shit thrax
It's boy black zach
Riff kids in the trap
The green in the zag
My heart in the track
My mind on a stack
Good vibes
Or get whacked

Everything's better with chedda'
That's why I stay spitting like barreta
If you ain't mustard
Den you betta ketchup
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce

Niggaz need bars
Like zaninie cake
I make bars roam nigga
Like I'm out of state
These niggaz megabiting and they out of space
My whole Squad obese got pounds for days
Still f*ck'n with that cookie
Like I'm in the second grade
Coming straight for these rookies
Put em straight in the grave
But I guess that I should humble
That I just rap and not jumble
Shit
Then try to spit
But just mumble
If I did it'd be a conundrum
Cause I rap from the heart
If I part
Then I clog
My arteries
Pardon me
I put my all in these
That's what's calling out
Partially
MC's
Like they ordered beef
Even if they vegan
Lettuce pray
Ain't no way they safe
They ain't touch the base

Everything's better with chedda'
That's why I stay spitting like barreta
If you ain't mustard
Den you betta ketchup
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce

So you say you wanna blow
Well you better get ya weed
And turn it in to coke
Then you get ya Lil money
And ya turn it in to dough
Then ya take ya lil dreams
And turn em into goals
Roll one roll another
Get the cream
Turn into butter
And turn into rolls dude
Yea a rolls dude
Keep a lot green
Like You work at Whole Foods
If they didn't know
Make the niggaz know you
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Snotty nose hoes
Gone and blow me like a Kleenex
Just left mercury
Now I'm on Venus
In love with Mary Jane
Bitch no its peter Parker
Spit my flow up on the scale
And sell it for a kilo, uh
Niggaz hella lame
Rig give me dabs
Put it in the cellophane
Know I wrap dat crack
I don't need these niggaz hand
To make that shit slap
Need to hit this joint
But f*ck it this shit thrax
Don't need to light this joint
But f*ck it that shit thrax
It's boy black zach
Riff kids in the trap
The green in the zag
My heart in the track
My mind on a stack
Good vibes
Or get whacked

Everything's better with chedda'
That's why I stay spitting like barreta
If you ain't mustard
Den you betta ketchup
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce

Niggaz need bars
Like zaninie cake
I make bars roam nigga
Like I'm out of state
These niggaz megabiting and they out of space
My whole Squad obese got pounds for days
Still f*ck'n with that cookie
Like I'm in the second grade
Coming straight for these rookies
Put em straight in the grave
But I guess that I should humble
That I just rap and not jumble
Shit
Then try to spit
But just mumble
If I did it'd be a conundrum
Cause I rap from the heart
If I part
Then I clog
My arteries
Pardon me
I put my all in these
That's what's calling out
Partially
MC's
Like they ordered beef
Even if they vegan
Lettuce pray
Ain't no way they safe
They ain't touch the base

Everything's better with chedda'
That's why I stay spitting like barreta
If you ain't mustard
Den you betta ketchup
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce
Niggaz wanna hate but I'm still getting lettuce

So you say you wanna blow
Well you better get ya weed
And turn it in to coke
Then you get ya Lil money
And ya turn it in to dough
Then ya take ya lil dreams
And turn em into goals
Roll one roll another
Get the cream
Turn into butter
And turn into rolls dude
Yea a rolls dude
Keep a lot green
Like You work at Whole Foods
If they didn't know
Make the niggaz know you
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Writer: Zachary Smith
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