Magical Fruits (feat. Wavy The Creator)

We eat magical fruits under palm trees

Drivin' so high on a Harley

Magical fruits under palm trees

What am I thinkin'?

What am I dreamin'?

What am I drippin'?

What am I sippin' for?

Magical fruits under palm trees

Drivin' so high on a Harley

Magical fruits under palm trees

What am I thinkin'?

What am I dreamin'?

What am I trippin' for?

Look outside through my perfect window

Feels so right, took my antidote

Light so bright, never seen it before

Feel the night comin' out my soul

Really, easy, baby, slow down, relax for me

Know you need it, baby, slow down, climax

Close the curtain, baby, no show for now, kitty

Just close your eyes, come for the ride

Magical fruits under palm trees

Drivin' so high on a Harley

Magical fruits under palm trees

What am I thinkin'?

What am I dreamin'?

What am I trippin' for?

Focus, focus on me

With the palm trees wavin' at me

Feels like I'm high off you, on you

Marinate your mind, all through, all you

Count to ten, baby, say when

Entertain me till it's Monday

Weathermen, hurricane

Entertain me

You're my entrée

Magical fruits under palm trees

Drivin' so high on a Harley

Magical fruits under palm trees

What am I thinkin'?

What am I dreamin'?

What am I drippin'?

What am I sippin' for?

Magical fruits under palm trees

Drivin' so high on a Harley

Magical fruits under palm trees

What am I thinkin'?

What am I dreamin'?

What am I trippin' for?

(Trippin' in this world) You gotta feel me out in a lotta ways

(Listenin' to your words) Baby, can you feel your face?

(Ooh, I can't hear you)

I bet that you been trippin' out for days

(High)

You gotta feel me out in a lotta ways

(Do you hear that? Hear the sound)

Baby, can you feel your face?

(Can you feel that? Feel earthbound)

I bet that you been trippin' out for days

We eat magical fruits under palm trees

Drivin' so high on a Harley

Magical fruits under palm trees

What am I thinkin'?

What am I dreamin'?

What am I drippin'?

What am I sippin' for?

Magical fruits under palm trees

Drivin' so high on a Harley

Magical fruits under palm trees

What am I thinkin'?

What am I dreamin'?

What am I trippin' for?

You gotta feel me out in a lotta ways

(Now, I know it's what you thinkin')

(But it's not what you thinkin', okay?)

Baby, can you feel your face?

I bet that you been trippin' out for days

(All right)

(I know it's weird)

You gotta feel me out in a lotta ways

(But that's all right)

Baby, can you feel your face?

('Cause I'm the type)

I bet that you been trippin' out for days

To keep it real with a G

Be with a G

Come on, come on, baby, come and vibe with a G

Me and Wave on the beat

Slimes with the heat

Yeah, we get it poppin'

Can you feel the energy? Yeah

Pull up in my Harley

And I'm drivin' full speed

Yes, so when I look up at the trees above

I woke up