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Farm to Table Lyrics Mick Jenkins

Farm to Table Mick Jenkins

Farm to Table Lyrics Mick Jenkins

[Chorus: Mick Jenkins]
Ayy, bad bitch on my arm and she's no bitch (Uh)
Smoke straight from the farm, I'm on my growth shit (Shit)

[Verse 1: Mick Jenkins]
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
Nigga 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 speakin' our minds
All kind of interior designs
Superior grapes from inferior vines
Switchin' 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 gеttin' very cartoon

[Chorus: Mick Jenkins]
I keep this bad bitch on my arm and she's no bitch (Uh)
Smoke straight from the farm, I'm on my growth shit

[Verse 2: Mick Jenkins]
No boat made our own waves
You hot or cold, no lukewarm
Can't have nobody foldin' more coat hangers my way
No low-hangin' fruit here
I palm trees to the face, won't speak hate to my face
Y'all on some ho shit (Ho shit)

[Chorus: Mick Jenkins & Vic Mensa]
Bad bitch on my arm and she's no bitch (I smoke my own shit, man) (What's it called?)
Smoke straight from the farm, I'm on my growth shit (Oh, you ain't heard?)

[Verse 3: Vic Mensa]
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 them '93 boys 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 havin' seats
It's an [?] the shit a masterpiece, I'm fine arts' Master P (Uhh)
Sidebar Kassius Kayne, my large bag of dreams
My daddy went yankee, his son slangin' gasoline
A million in the first three months (Damn)
That's like two billion streams
We blowin' up like Israel did to Philistines
Gaza Strip, mobbin' through Bethlehem and I'm rockin' Ricks
They been owin' us for the way they plundered the continent
Got the world buyin' plane tickets off of my Ghana trips
I been walking it, my nigga, now let me talk my shit

[Chorus: Mick Jenkins]
Bad bitch on my arm and she's no bitch (No bitch, uh, woo)
'93 from the farm, I smoke my own shit, yeah


Video Of Farm to Table Song

Song Credit:–

Song:– Farm to Table
Singer:– Mick Jenkins
Featuring:- VIC MENSA
Album:– The Patience (2023)
Producer:– Berg, Dilip & Otxhello
Written:– Mick Jenkins, VIC MENSA, Berg, Dilip & Otxhello
Label:– RBC Records
Released:– August 18, 2023

About Mick Jenkins:–

Mick Jenkins is an American rapper and songwriter known for his introspective and socially conscious lyrics, as well as his unique blend of hip-hop and spoken word elements. He was born on April 16, 1991, in Huntsville, Alabama, and later moved to Chicago, Illinois, which played a significant role in shaping his musical style.

Mick Jenkins gained widespread recognition with his mixtape titled "The Water[s]" in 2014, which received critical acclaim for its thought-provoking themes and innovative production. The project explored various metaphors related to water, using the concept as a symbol for purification, wisdom, and self-discovery. Tracks like "Jazz" and "Martyrs" garnered attention for their lyricism and complex wordplay.

Following the success of "The Water[s]," Mick Jenkins continued to release music, including projects like "Wave[s]" (2015) and "The Healing Component" (2016). His music often delves into topics such as spirituality, personal growth, and societal issues. His lyrical depth and unique delivery style set him apart in the hip-hop landscape.

In addition to his solo work, Mick Jenkins has collaborated with various artists and producers, contributing his skills to the larger hip-hop community. He's known for his collaborations with artists like Noname, Saba, and BADBADNOTGOOD.