As of late, Ace Boon Coon's "Fruity" has transformed more than a few Atlanta night spots into alternate shooting locations for "Thriller," smoke seemingly emanating from the walls, party goers wandering around the club zombiefied. Over a beat that sounds like a spaceship's doors opening to dock a scout ship, Ricky disses British cigarettes and to our surprise, affirms a love of vegetables. But when Dro says, "Stupid stupid stupid, fruity fruity fruity," is he talking about weed or is that just his swag? Or is it both? Either way, that is how you start off a verse ladies and gentlemen.