She don’t say much when she walk my way Just pour another shot and look away Blue lights hit her face through the haze And that look tell me more than she say Whole room loud but she movin’ low Couple bad nights that nobody know Everybody watch when she hit the floor But I see somethin’ they ain’t seen before I told her, “this that real, don’t get it confused” Ain’t that fugazi fruit salad, fake chemical juice She just looked at me like she already knew Then went back to work like she always do ⸻ Fugazi fruit salad… fake chemical fruit… Yeah I can tell… yeah I can tell… Fugazi fruit salad… fake chemical fruit… ⸻ Yeah Everything look good don’t mean it good Same shine different neighborhood I seen it rot underneath the wood Still wrapped up like it misunderstood She move quiet but I read the vibe Seen too much to believe the lie Fruit turn quick when it cross that line That’s why I don’t trust no perfect shine ⸻ We in the back where the air get thick Same ones talking but the vibe don’t stick Roll one up and the room get still Like everybody tryna hide what they feel We lit the loud but the whole room go quiet Used to be noise now it feel like a riot turned silent Eyes on the smoke like they all went blind Nobody talking but I read every line Ash fall slow like confessions in air Silence louder than the smoke in here What was said don’t matter no more When the truth in the room don’t need no words ⸻ Don’t say too much, I already know Something ain’t right in the undertow Fruit look sweet but it don’t feel whole I can taste it when it’s on the low Mango on ice, cherry in the rind Grapes in a glass, lime on the side Peach so soft but it bruise in time Can’t trust the shine when the core don’t align ⸻ Fugazi—fugazi—fruit salad—salad— fake—fake—chemical—chemical—fruit—fruit— fugazi—fugazi—fruit salad—salad— I can tell—I can tell—I can tell—I can tell— fruit salad—fake fruit—fake fruit— chemical fruit—chemical fruit— fugazi—fugazi—fugazi— ⸻ She don’t say much when she walk my way Just pour another shot and look away Blue lights hit her face through the haze And that look tell me more than she say I told her, “this that real, don’t get it confused” Ain’t that fugazi fruit salad, fake chemical juice She just looked at me like she already knew Then went right back to what she do ⸻ Fugazi fruit salad… fake chemical fruit… I can tell… I can tell… yeah I can tell…
