#CranberryApple It’s Cranberry Apple What I’m Sippin on No Henny in my cup That had me trippin gon Now I’m rollin blunts Them heavy hitter cones You prolly don’t fukk with this Bkuz I’m spittin slow Well I didn’t write this song For you to like my flow I’m just venting on this track While I’m burning dro I think I want her back Like baby turn around I first said what’s up Just so we could get down But let me switch it up playa I was raised on the Raiders Back when they was in LA And all the felons could make it But we was in AZ Frying up like some bacon 120 outside But somehow still gotta make it It’s Cranberry Apple What I’m Sippin on No Henny in my cup That had me trippin gon Now I’m rollin blunts Them heavy hitter cones You prolly don’t fukk with this Bkuz I’m spittin slow Forgot my medication Now I’m trippin fun Keep switchin the topic Just Like a guilty one Just keep it funky with me Like Earth wind and Sun No earth wind fire Just tryna think above But feelin so below So I get super lifted Love when I make my foes Say Im super gifted I gotta stay on track Bkuz I’m super driftin I remember drinkin heavy And I was super sniffin Now it’s It’s Cranberry Apple What I’m Sippin on No Henny in my cup That had me trippin gon Now I’m rollin blunts Them heavy hitter cones You prolly don’t fukk with this Bkuz I’m spittin slow It’s Cranberry Apple What I’m Sippin on No Henny in my cup That had me trippin gon Now I’m rollin blunts Them heavy hitter cones You prolly don’t fukk with this Bkuz I’m spittin slow