Lil Fruit Snacc - Chips 'N Salsa lyrics

{intro: lil fruit snacc} Bow bow bow Burrrp! Damn 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 fu*k 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 dick, they all can fit I'm packing the green bay {chorus: lil fruit snacc} I just fu*ked a baddie out back now i got more insul (what? what?) Shorty on my penis, she ridin' it like a zipline (god damn!) Come find me at yo' b*tches place 'cause i just got the invite (okay! okay!) I beat the pussy up like i'm getting in a fist fight (pew pew pew pew) I'm eating up the pussy 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 fu*ked 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 su*kin' dick With the groupies, demonic (bow! bow!) She crazy all over my dick Til' she vomit I think imma dip Cause she ask for 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 hella out of pocket I promise, i promise I see all yo comments (what? what? what?) Lil b*tch! uh {bridge: lil fruit snacc, mynamemanuelll} Nobody do it like this-this-this Yeah imma be rich (damn!) 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 dick (yes sir!) fu*k on her face, imma piss-piss-piss I'm lovin' your sink (fu*k 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 fu*k her for lunch, it's good afternoon (aye!) I'm beating my dick 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 fu*k 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 fu*kin' crabs itch (b*tch!) I just fu*ked 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 dick look like a rocket Fruity, manny, we the duo We know nobody can top it, (yuh! aye!) {verse 4: mynamemanuelll} She spin on my dick like a beyblade Got pussy 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 fu*k 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 dick And you know i'm tryna get a bl**job while taking a sh*t Fruity, manny, yeah we back I'm 'bout to give this man a kiss Yuh! b*tch!