Don't bite the apple Eve
Jus break it down roll it up
And jus puff on the breeze
Thou needs holier weed
Without the sticks and the seeds
We gon roll that dope up then toke up
Met yo bitch she might choke up
Slid my dick in her warm guts
We had the time of our lives
Toot it up pile drive
Then left my cream on her thighs
Looked her right in her eyes
Told her roll that dope let's get high
Bitch that's my stamina for round 2
And extra energy is Grey Goose
Feel like Pac when I'm off that juice
R U Still Down for the ride
I'm tryna beat it up right
Til you feel that dick in yo side
Then you have that limp in your stride
It feels me right up with pride
So keep this snake in ya life
And enjoy the rest of ya night
So don't bite the apple Eve
Jus break it down roll it up
And jus puff on the breeze
Thou needs holier weed
Without the sticks and the seeds
We gon roll that dope up then toke up
Pass that shit bitch don't slow up
My rotation, give no f*cks
About yo personal how you stressing shit
All my patience been tested shit
Feel like God owe me blessings shit
Jus wanna go back to flexing shit
Too much salad for my dressing shit
This forbidden fruit got me pressing shit
So gon get to undressing bitch
Bend that ass over let me bull doze ya
Till ya say I'm say I'm too weak
I need better closure
Let me turn ya over
Put it in ya mouth so don't speak
On situations you can not comprehend
There is no life without some sin
Mix that fruit with some juice and Gin
And give this snake a little happy ending
But don't bite the apple Eve
Jus break it down roll it up
And jus puff on the breeze. Thou needs holier weed
Without the sticks and the seeds
We gon roll that dope up then toke up
Get that Hen dawg and pour up
A gallon for my bold sluts
Bitch we too lit tonight
You need more precious time
To process what's on yo mind
You already crossed up that line
Don't worry about Adam, he fine
This little scenario about you
So tell me what you gon do
Don't worry about God and his plans
You got more power in yo hands
There is a world to save
A path to pave
It's up to you to remix the sands
Yea it's up to you to create the brand
That's gon thrive through all of this land
Bitch this Anaconda grants you the honor
Ain't to time to listen to yo man haah.
So gon bite that apple Eve
And break it down roll it up
And jus puff on the breeze (Yea, yea, yea)