Lemonade

Lyrics

[Intro] Yall nigga be sliding in lemons Lemon squeeze cause' yall niggas be willing Got young niggas and you know they rebelling Might pop a nigga, now you know he in heaven Snake eyes but I'm tryna' hit seven I'm mob-tied so you know they be trailing Thirty on me but I'm shooting eleven Can't trust these niggas cause' these niggas be telling (DJ Phat) Fuck with the gang get a headstone I'm in the trap working that flip phone (You already know who it is man, it's DJ Phat, flyest fat nigga you know, you other niggas in never compеtition, you dig?) (Power up) Yeah, aye Rich slimе [Chorus] Fuck with the gang get a headstone I'm in the trap working that flip phone Chain on my neck and you know this shit three tone My niggas apes, I ain't talking [?] Locked up, yeah I stay on that free phone Open shop, yeah I stay in that three-zone Just slimed a nigga for his strap, now his piece gone Put twenty on my chain, you rocking the rhinestones I'm shooting like Carmelo Sipping Wock', I ain't pouring up yellow Black foreign finna' paint this shit yellow Off the drop now this shit got me mellow I'm playing niggas, I ain't playing Nintendo Got thirty on me, yeah I stay with extendos I'm calling shots then they pulling up tenfold Might slime a nigga but that nigga my kinfolk [Verse] Doing numbers, I ain't talking no jail phone Choppa' beating on these niggas like headphones Fucking on your bitch, she got me in friend zone I'm riding solo so you niggas can't tell on On the block and I'm toting that G-lock Black Smith and that shit got a [?] Stick hitting niggas just like the beatdrop I just cut a nigga, hit his ass with that re-rock Yall nigga be sliding in lemons Lemon squeeze cause' yall niggas be willing Got young niggas and you know they rebelling Might pop a nigga, now you know he in heaven Snake eyes but I'm tryna' hit seven I'm mob-tied so you know they be trailing Thirty on me but I'm shooting eleven Can't trust these niggas cause' these niggas be telling [Chorus] Fuck with the gang get a headstone I'm in the trap working that flip phone Chain on my neck and you know this shit three tone My niggas apes, I ain't talking [?] Locked up, yeah I stay on that free phone Open shop, yeah I stay in that three-zone Just slimed a nigga for his strap, now his piece gone Put twenty on my chain, you rocking the rhinestones I'm shooting like Carmelo Sipping Wock, I ain't pouring up yellow Black foreign finna' paint this shit yellow Off the drop now this shit got me mellow I'm playing niggas, I ain't playing Nintendo Got thirty on me, yeah I stay with extendo's I'm calling shots then they pulling up tenfold Might slime a nigga but that nigga my kinfolk (DJ Phat)