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Lyrics

[Intro] Uh, wah, wah Ooh-ooh, oh-oh, oh [Chorus] Purple in my lemonade, smokin' za, it look like sage (Ah-ah) I get high, bitch, you can't bring me down (Ah-ah-ah, ah) We too locked it in like some braids, 'fore we fuck, I ask her age (Ooh, ah-ah) Ain't talkin' 'bout money then that make me frown (Ooh, ah-ah) She ain't let me fuck back in the day, now I'm uppin' all this pape' (Ooh) Now this bitch tryna have all my babies now (Ooh-ooh) It ain't no problem to up that Drac', I might smile, but I don't play (Ooh, ow, ow) Make one call, them bullets rainin' down (Ow, wow, ow) [Verse] She eat the dick without me askin' so I froze her up Walk 'round the crib with coochie cutters, her shit pokin' out (Ooh-ooh) It's just mе, myself and two lines so I poured it up (Ooh, ooh) I'm too geekеd and I can't see, I make the bitch roll up Linked up with a freak on Percocets, I'm dozing off These bitches love my set, when they see us, they throw it up (Ooh, ooh) Niggas switching sides on the internet, that's throwing me off We ain't even cop the 'Vette, we skip straight to the Maybach truck After I eat on that bitch, I kiss my fingers, it's top shelf stuff (Ooh) I'ma be ten toes and ten fingers every time that life get rough I like to get high and fuck on these bitches in designer stuff (Ooh, ooh) Can't take the fire, get the fuck out the kitchen, we don't be ridin' with punks [Chorus] Purple in my lemonade, smokin' za, it look like sage (Ah-ah) I get high, bitch, you can't bring me down (Wow, wow, wow) We too locked it in like some braids, 'fore we fuck, I ask her age (Wow, ooh) Ain't talkin' 'bout money then that make me frown (Ooh, ooh) She ain't let me fuck back in the day, now I'm uppin' all this pape' (Ooh) Now this bitch tryna have all my babies now (Ooh-ooh) It ain't no problem to up that Drac', I might smile, but I don't play (Ooh, ow, ow) Make one call, them bullets rainin' down (Ooh, ooh) [Outro] Ooh, ooh Ooh-ooh