[Hook: Fruits]
She like the fanny on my waist yeah she like my style
Same bitch hatin' on me kissin' on me now
All black, geeked up, and she coked out
I been on my lonely bet she wanna love me now

[Verse 1: Gloomy]
Pull up in the night time she got me on her tee-shirt
And she sendin' hearts to me I told her I don't need her
Hand that hoe a switchblade and told lil' shorty off herself
Blood on my Gucci belt, lean swimmin' Michael Phelps
No I'm not okay I'm just so sad and fuckin' lonely
Bad lil' shorty on me, she don't even know me
Posted on a Friday with your bitch she love me
Imma give her roses and let lil' shorty hold me

[Hook: Fruits]
She like the fanny on my waist yeah she like my style
Same bitch hatin' on me kissin' on me now
All black, geeked up, and she coked out
I been on my lonely bet she wanna love me now

[Verse 2: Gloomy]
I just hit the club with a pretty ass bitch
She go fall in love with my iced out wrist
I just hit the club with a pretty ass bitch
She go fall in love with my iced out wrist