Ha, ha, ayy, ayy, she likes a sweet boy and I can be her Fruitella
Tell me what you want, I get the mood setup, ayy, uh
Me, I was tryna make a change (change)
And now I'm seein' change through my wave (ha)
While you see me gettin' waved everyday
'Cause that's the game I gotta play, oh
Now they see my face on the pages, they rate him
But where was they in days when I would struggle for the pay (Nowhere)
It's fake and it's bait (true)
Still, I can't complain
'Cause I came from a place where you have to maintain (hmm)
Shawty wanna see me show face, okay, I won't stay, no way (no way)
I ain't wifing you, dumpling
Why, 'cause I'm a young king (haha)
Sees me on Young Kings, now she thinks I bun things
It's true though (it's true, babe)
But I ain't tryna give her clues, bro
I love a little baddie and I've f**ked a couple loose h**s (ha, ha)
She don't like white boys, I slipped into the loophole
She's askin' when I'm gonna stop it, had to tell her, who knows (Who knows)
Cah you froze (haha)
Yeah, the pressure made your s**t flop (ha)
These other rappers pissed off 'cah the kid's s**t hot (s**t hot)
Ayy, so tell me, who's better (Who's better)
She likes a sweet boy and I can be her Fruitella (Fruitella)
I won't lie to you, darlin', 'cause I'm a truth teller
Too clever, tell me what you want, I get the mood setup
Uh, ayy, so tell me, who's better (Who's better)
She likes a sweet boy and I can be her Fruitella (Fruitella)
I won't lie to you, darlin', 'cause I'm a truth teller
Too clever, tell me what you want, I get the mood setup (set the mood)
I get the mood patterned (haha)
You see in me some plain clothes, I never been to Hatton
She said I'm sick at rappin' (ah)
I told her, come to the booth and let me show you how a star works
Now she thinks I'm sweet like some Starburst (mwah)
This s**t ain't always sweet, the pain, it rah hurts
Always on my feet though
You'll always see me charge turn (woi)
So let me turn up
I'm jiggy, so I get away with murder (haha)
She like me 'cause I got a name she heard of (ha, f**k it)
Uh, ayy, call me the booth sheller
Freezin' up the room, I make a tune, you needed two sweaters
Never had a handout, grind so I can do better
Tell the pages chill with their DMs, seen a few beggin' (bare beggin' it)
She wanna suck it 'cause I'm sweet like some smarties (hmm)
I'm hardly a husband, the hardest in the party (hardest)
See me with my chargie (yeah)
Fillin' up my glassy (huh)
Glancing at shawty, I heard her say, that's Arrde (hey, hey, hey)
Ayy, so tell me, who's better (Who's better)
She likes a sweet boy and I can be her Fruitella (Fruitella)
I won't lie to you, darlin', 'cause I'm a truth teller
Too clever, tell me what you want, I get the mood setup (I set the mood)
Uh, ayy, so tell me, who's better (Who's better)
She likes a sweet boy and I can be her Fruitella (Fruitella)
I won't lie to you, darlin', 'cause I'm a truth teller
Too clever, tell me what you want, I get the mood setup
Ayy, so tell me, who's better
She likes a sweet boy and I can be her Fruitella
I won't lie to you, darlin', 'cause I'm a truth teller
Too clever, tell me what you want, I get the mood setup
Ha, ha, mood setup, sweet boy, sweet boy, Fruitella, ha, ha
Arrdee, ha, Arrdee, ha, ha