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Farm to Table Lyrics by Mick Jenkins Ft.VIC MENSA , from the album “The Patience“, music has been produced by Berg, Dilip & Otxhello, and Farm to Table song lyrics are penned down by Mick Jenkins, VIC MENSA, Berg, Dilip & Otxhello.
Farm to Table Lyrics
Ayy bad bit*h on my arm and she’s no bitch (Uh)
Smoke straight from the farm I’m on my growth shit
Ayy Reposado to sip how much I pour ya?
She in the Oscar de la Renta
Ayy I might have to De La Hoya
Call my lawyer don’t even ask me
Nig*a I came fashionably late our style was Condé Nast
That Pyrex with tight neck swallow my breath
Hers was more of an architectural digest
I digress with our chest
We both get to speaking our minds
All kind of interior designs
Superior grapes from inferior vines
Switching time zones these is curious times
It’s loose noodles no furious spoons
Fuck thе waves if I could bury the moon I mean
Shit is gеtting very cartoon
I keep this bad bit*h on my arm and she’s no bit*h (Uh)
Smoke straight from the farm I’m on my growth shit
No boat made our own waves
You hot or cold no lukewarm
Can’t have nobody folding more coat hangers my way
No low-hanging fruit here
I palm trees to the face won’t speak hate to my face
Y’all on some ho shit (Ho shit)
Bad bit*h on my arm and she’s no bit*h (I smoke my own shit man what’s it called? 93 Boyz)
Smoke straight from the farm I’m on my growth shit (Oh you ain’t heard?)
Uh-huh
This shit from farm to table
Had to run it up, I never harmed an ankle
And a distribution chain so major I could start a label
We done got the 93 Boyz hotter than Coral Gables
Sometimes I wish I could take a weekend off but I’m hardly able
Louis Vuitton liaisons the Pyer Moss out of reach of the D.A.’s arms
At Paris Fashion Week far preceding you rappers even having seats
It’s a Amoako Boafo the shit a masterpiece I’m fine arts’ Master P (Uh)
Sidebar Kassius Kayne my large bag of dreams
My daddy went Yankee his son slanging gasoline
A million in the first three months (Damn)
That’s like two billion streams
We blowing up like Israel did to Philistines
Gaza Strip mobbin’ through Bethlehem and I’m rocking Ricks
They been owin’ us for the way they plundered the continent
Got the world buying plane tickets off of my Ghana trips
I been walking it my nig*a now let me talk my shit
Bad bit*h on my arm and she’s no bit*h (No bit*h uh woo)
93 from the farm I smoke my own shit yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
SONG INFO:
Song: Farm to Table
Artist: Mick Jenkins Ft.VIC MENSA
Album: The Patience (2023)
Music: Berg, Dilip & Otxhello
Lyrics: Mick Jenkins, VIC MENSA, Berg, Dilip & Otxhello
