fruit loops Lyrics

I have no fucking lyrics

Ay ay

That's on god

That's on god

Pick up the and we shot in the fog

We shooting that bitch and he jumped like a frog

Making them run we making him jog

Pull out a pack and we smoking the smog

SHUT THE FUCK UP

I wanna get a girl like Judy hops

Run away so I can fight all my oops

Me and gang are not gonna swap

Building my life, yeah I'm stacking some blocks

I'm a time bomb I'm on some clocks

Renting all the movies from redbox

I pick up the phone and I get off my Xbox

We gonna have a fucking good night

Get in the way I'll start a fucking fight

Going out for the night

Let's get on some sprite

Tipping at restaurants you know I'm polite

Use your manners and sit upright

Man stop being a bitch just like Dwight

Turn on that music and then it ignites

I'm playing this and it's feeling uptight

Getting higher on some fucking kites (let's go!)

That's on god

That's on god

Pick up the and we shot in the fog

We shooting that bitch and he jumped like a frog

Making them run we making him jog

Pull out a pack and we smoking the smog (ay ay)

It's not my fault if you do those drugs

It's not my fault if you go to those clubs

It's all my fault when I'm getting the dubs

You knew what I was

But you don't know how I have been

You are a bitch and you stung my skin

And now I'm grinning