Trait Razor - 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 f*ck 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)
F*ck 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 f*ck 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
F*ck 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