Second Coming Pt. 2 - Lil Dicky

I don't eat fruit or vegetables

I eat the pussy and other stuff

I don't eat fruit or vegetables

No fruits or vegetable, or vegetable

No fruits or vegetable

Who the fuck are you to tell me what I can or can't do?

I would eat your mama's gushy but I won't eat no fruit

No fruits or vegetable, no fruits or vegetable

I am a professional of soaking grown up genitals

Women look at me and know for sure they heterosexual

They book me at the festivals, the crowds been going testicles

I'm still a kid, look at my dick

But I make these hits that'll shape your kids

If I shake my hips, they'll display their tits

It is weird yet lit, what a chain of events

I been fucking, I ate her ass

She came, I gasped, I win again

Won't make my bed, my mom got pissed

She said, "Don't rap"

Guess what? I did

Oh yeah, all my haters hands up on they heads

I'm abusing substances with guys in the NFL

I just stole a Perrier from Kodak Black from his dressing room

While he was on stage, I was thirsty, back up off me

This is just hip hop, but my shit pop

I wear flip-flops to my biz ops

Ain't no wrist watch, pretty women all up on my arm

I don't think I need to get more charm

I just tried molly and I barfed

I don't eat fruit or vegetables

I eat the pussy and other stuff

But I don't eat fruit or vegetables

No fruits or vegetable, or vegetable

No fruits or vegetable

Who the fuck are you to tell me what I can or can't do?

I would eat your mama's gushy but I won't eat no fruit

Or vegetable, no fruits or vegetable

Or vegetable, no fruits or vegetable

Who the fuck are you to tell me what I can or can't do?

I would eat your mama's gush—