Inside fish sticks, outside tartar sauce
Pocket full of celery,
Imagine what she tellin' me
Blowin' on asparagus,
The realest shit I ever smoked
Ridin' to that Trap or Die,
The realest shit I ever wrote
They know I got that broccoli,
So I keep that glock on me
Inside fish sticks, outside tartar sauce Pocket full of celery, Imagine what she tellin' me Blowin' on asparagus, The realest shit I ever smoked Ridin' to that Trap or Die, The realest shit I ever wrote They know I got that broccoli, So I keep that glock on me