Lyrics
Strange fruit hangin'
Strange fruit hangin'
Strange fruit hangin'
Astral scene (we love you, Perk) aye
Strange fruit hangin' (aye, yeah)
(Strange fruit hangin') aye, aye, let's get it lit
(Strange fruit hangin') aye, aye, let's get it, let's go
(Astral scene) aye, aye
Aye, see, lately been talking my shit
Iced out my mouth just to show the pandemic wasn't shit
We ain't going for shit, said that he spinned on my block
Come tomorrow, he ain't saying shit, we been getting rich
If we ain't catching them plays, B.O.A's, I just know they gon' hit (yeah)
That nigga a bitch, I ain't gon' step on that boy
I'ma beat his bitch ass with a switch, plus I heard he a snitch
So I'ma cut out his lil' tongue, send that ho' in the mail to his kids
I really done did all that lil' shit they be speaking
Shit, all except go to the pen (I did), these niggas pretend
Me and my niggas some steppers, we steppin' our way to the end
I cut off my kin, caught his ass stealing some money (aye)
I damn near had cut off his hand
They call me the man, big nigga, stiff than a bitch
And I'm still the same way in the can, we made us a plan
Hit every lick that I can, now we beating the block with them bands
Put a bitch on his ass
Let the hoe eat up that man, and I'm back on the block about ten
Them niggas had ran
When they seen us creepin' with Drac's, hopping out of that blue minivan (aye)
Aye, bitch, huh
Taliban (aye), shit hmm
Al-Qaeda big
Al-Qaeda big, Al-Qaeda big, Al-Qaeda big business
Bitch, aye, aye (TSA, beep, beep bitch), I do it
I'm at the pizza spot thinking 'bout how to get cheese in my circle where my niggas eat
Been plotting, no tell, they ain't chicken
'Cause dealing with business, you gotta get rid of the beef (let's go)
My mama said I was a seed, but in order to grow, you need more than just water and trees
It's crazy I jumped in the light, used to stare at the sun
Now I'm the bright shine that they see (bitch)
Started out moving some weight that some niggas couldn't lift
So I had to go get me a spot (uh)
Then I invested my money 'cause when you a star, you gotta start raising your stock
My lifestyle been crazy
You know when you telling the story, it's always a twist to a plot (what you do?)
I was that nigga that played with them Legos on trampolines 'til I had jumped off the block (ha)
10-7 Hoover, been pushing my line with this shit, you can't ever tell me that I'm fake (you can't)
Ain't never been pussy or caught in a lie that I told for an image I tried to portray (on gang)
Straight out east Texas, a 93rd baby
Just born on the west when they brung out the game (the third)
Was punching on niggas
Ain't cry 'cause they move to the north where them boys'll take food off your plate (give it here)
They call me the man
Big nigga, stiff than a bitch, and I'm still the same way in the can
We made us a plan
Hit every lick that I can, now we beating the block with them bands
Put a bitch on his ass
Let the hoe eat up that man, and I'm back on the block about ten
Them niggas had ran when they seen us creepin' with Drac's, hopping out of that blue minivan
Gang, aye (strange fruit hangin', strange fruit hangin')
TSA, beep, beep bitch
Aye, Taliban, shit
Al-Qaeda big business, aye (strange fruit hangin', Astral scene)
Strange fruit hangin'
Strange fruit hangin'
Strange fruit hangin'
Astral scene (we love you, Perk)
Strange fruit hangin'
Strange fruit hangin'
Strange fruit hangin'
Astral scene
Writer(s): Inconnu Compisiteur Auteur, Terion Porter
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