Testo Oranges on Grape - Larry June

Oranges on Grape

Shit, ee-hee
Damn, sock it to me
Shit, sock it to me
Larry June

Grab my choppa off the floor, watch it do the Diddy dance
Put a nigga in a plastic bag, shiny-suit man
Got it out the bowl, so suppressors look like soup cans
She rapid so I'm coolest 'round a million dollar food, man
Got it out the bowl, two-percent in Fruit Loops, man
Young nigga, kept a long nose like toucan
You doing good, you're doing great, come get this good
My migo text me andale, I made the great escape
Twenty long years they trying to lock the wolf away
Gave my lawyer twenty bands, I was locked up twenty dates
Drummer gang, no Pro Tools, bitch you know we hold tools
Fucking with a hoe, fools know we met in Whole Foods
Healthy! Just like my pockets
I tote a rocket, I'm not gone cock it
This shit already lit, this shit already lit
This shit already loaded, I pull up with the choppas
Drummer gang bitch, give a fuck about a instrumental
I'ma playa bitch, give a fuck if she get sentimental
Before she pay her rent, I'ma make that bitch go get a rental
I'ma take a trip, then I'm coming home with the dinner

Gas packs, choppas automatic
Buy an old school then I paint it like a canvas
Bitch, why you cap, four deep, no sleep
Old school, new feet, aye, aye, aye, aye yee-hee
Ridin' round with the 24-8 in another state, all for the cake
Just touched down, another hoe to break
Brand new toast in the North Face
Bitch quit playing, need all that
Fuck the rap game, moving novocaine
Two snow bunnies when the Rover came
(Yeee-heee)
Bitch hella thick, come choose up on a pimp
Im never on the radio, I'm talking to much shit
Thirty in my clip, I ain't playing
Nigga what you saying, I was dirty so I ran
Foot chase, they caught a nigga, I'm damned
Police knocking on my granny door, I'm in the town
I went broke, my lawyer hit me for a ten
I never thought I'd be in Tokyo counting Yen
Kick-flip, make the work kick-flip
New whip, and I got the pink slip
All my handguns newbies, I ain't get to bust 'em
You can tell by my fingernails I'm getting money
Clean nigga, never fucked a bitch bare-back
The only reason that you got in cause I booted that
In Whole Foods with the forty like a maniac
Its tax evasion if he search where my ankle at

Damn, shit, man
Ay ay ay shit ee-hee
Ay ay, good job, Greedo, uh
Ay ay ay, ay ay ay, ee-hee shit
Damn, damn, uh damn
Ee-hee, shit, sock it to me
Ay