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chips 'n salsa - lil fruit snacc lyrics

[intro: lil fruit snacc]
bow bow bow
burrrp!
d*mn fruit snacc, this beat trash

[verse 1: lil fruit snacc]
b*tch i be blowin’ and blowin’
my gas like i work at a speedway (okay!)
i don’t give a f*ck if they come
i just go 200 on the freeway (okay!)
i got a new b*tch and she bringin’ her friend
yeah i’m havin’ a threeway (okay!)
they all on my d*ck, they all can fit
i’m packing the green bay

[chorus: lil fruit snacc]
i just f*cked a baddie out back now i got more insul (what? what?)
shorty on my p*n*s, she ridin’ it like a zipline (god d*mn!)
come find me at yo’ b*tches place ’cause i just got the invite (okay! okay!)
i beat the p*ssy up like i’m getting in a fist fight (pew pew pew pew)

i’m eating up the p*ssy like it’s salsa, i ain’t talkin’ bout no dance moves (yuh! aye!)
shorty got a man but i don’t care ’cause he’s a fan too (okay!)
all my sh*t, i f*cked yo’ b*tch while rockin’ in my van shoes (yes sir!)
drop a hit, then got the whip with cash, i’m drivin’ brand new
[verse 2: lil fruit snacc]
to be honest, i’m on it
i’m hot like a comet
lil b*tch suckin’ d*ck
with the groupies, demonic (bow! bow!)
she crazy all over my d*ck
til’ she vomit
i think imma dip
cause she empty my wallet (aye!)

i’m chasin’ the corner
they like callin’ me sonic
i’m off like a rocket
i’m finna make profit (okay!)
yeah all of my bars
are h*lla out of pocket
i promise, i promise
i see all yo comments (what? what? what?)
lil b*tch! uh

[bridge: lil fruit snacc, mynamemanuelll]
n0body do it like this*this*this
yeah imma be rich (d*mn!)
rush to the bag, it’s a blitz*blitz*blitz
i’m gettin’ my swiss (okay!)
yo honey ask me for a kiss*kiss*kiss
i gave her the d*ck (yes sir!)
f*ck on her face, imma p*ss*p*ss*p*ss
i’m lovin’ your sink (f*ck you!)
i’m feelin’ like dreamworks, i’m up on the moon
fishing for thotties with all of my goons
she said she a fan, i wrote her a tune
i f*ck her for lunch, it’s good afternoon (aye!)
i’m beating my d*ck while watching cartoons (aye!)
my flow is so sick, but b*tch i’m immune (aye!)
these b*tches got sick, so now i’m in zoom (aye!) ( aye! aye!)

[verse 3: mynamemanuelll]
girls up on my phone (hey!)
but i’m just tryna f*ck a fat b*tch (listen!)
j.k. i’m just playing
i might hit you with the tac b*tch (brr!)
ran the train on fruity
now you know my f*ckin’ crabs itch (b*tch!)
i just f*cked a granny and i think i broke her back b*tch!

aye! i just got a check and now i need a brand new wallet
i* i* i just bought some meth and then i shoved it in my pocket (yuh!)
b* b* b* b* b*tches call me elon ’cause my d*ck look like a rocket
fruity, manny, we the duo
we know n0body can top it, (yuh! aye!)

[verse 4: mynamemanuelll]
she spin on my d*ck like a beyblade
got p*ssy when i was in eighth grade
talk sh*t cause i know that you hate hate
i’m takin’ yo b*tch on a date date
i’m first one, you coming so late late
say f*ck it, and drop all my grades grades (aye!)
if i see a b*tch, imma [?]
[?]
[outro: mynamemanuell]
i* i* i* imma mow your lawn because you know that i’m a spik
i get b*tches everyday who tryna stomp up on my d*ck
and you know i’m tryna get a bl*wj*b while taking a sh*t
fruity, manny, yeah we back
i’m ’bout to give this man a kiss
yuh! b*tch

- lil fruit snacc lyrics

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