Okay, get straight to business, skippin' all the foreplay
Okay, anything goes, man, niggas ain't got no shame, shit, no shame
(Inside lookin' somethin' like grapefruit)

Okay, get straight to business, skippin' all the foreplay
Okay, oh, anything goes, man, niggas ain't got no shame, shit, no shame
Tryna stick to your guns and not fall into the rat race
Niggas obsessed with rollouts and parlays
Might as well throw down, put it on my Barclays

I try to do this shit to a T, leave it all on the table so everyone can eat
We would break our back tryna find new angles to come from so they could really see
I was just tryna dig deeper while they was gettin' cleaner on they rinse and repeat
I ain't got much more in me, for me to rip open, for y'all to just peep (ooh)
Okay, I know what I signed up for, that don't make this shit hit less hard, man
Niggas obsessed with rollouts and parlays
Might as well throw down, put it on my Barclays
I got a band on the iPhone cover art, some Y2K
And two new allegations, you could up that to three and really get paid, man
But that ain't me, I'ma play it safely
Please say all of this a hoax, I see pinks, feel somethin' that is flowin'
We see all of this exposed
I think we went further than we 'posed to
They see, they seem unamused at most
I let it rip me open, they barely blink too
The outside lookin' somethin' like grape
And the inside lookin' somethin' like grapefruit

Wait, ooh (it's nasty)
Grapefruit
Wait, ooh (it's nasty)
Grapefruit

It ripped me open, showed all my
Wait, oohs
The inside lookin' somethin' like grapefruit (it's nasty)
It ripped me open, showed all my
Wait, oohs
The inside lookin' somethin' like grapefruit (it's nasty)
It ripped me open, showed all my
Wait, oohs
Grapefruit
It ripped me open, showed all my
Wait–
Grapefruit

This incense is, is fuckin' with me
It's just too intense, for instance, a, a couple of things
I shouldn't witness, my sixth sense is, is callin' on me
I beg forgiveness, it's been a, a quin-tin-tuple of things
I could have implemented, but I'm too hard-headed, and it's, it's crushin' on me
It start to indent my insides and, and buckle my feet
And then I, I sit there and realize that it's, it's fuckin' with me
And they barely blink too, and then I look down, and all I see is grapefruit

Wait, ooh (it's nasty)
Grapefruit
Wait, ooh (it's nasty)
Grapefruit

It ripped me open, showed all my
Wait, oohs
The inside lookin' somethin' like grapefruit (it's nasty)
It ripped me open, showed all my
Wait, oohs
The inside lookin' somethin' like grapefruit (it's nasty)
It ripped me open, showed all my
Wait, oohs
Grapefruit
It ripped me open, showed all my
Wait–
Grapefruit

Okay, get straight to business, skippin' all the foreplay
Okay, oh, anything goes, man, niggas ain't got no shame, shit, no shame
Tryna stick to your guns and not fall into the rat race
Niggas obsessed with rollouts and parlays
Might as well throw down, put it on my Barclays
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