
Lyrical Lemonade*
by Lil Skies
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[Verse 1]
Okay, fuck nigga said he got a problem
Hold up, tell him keep your head up
I'm a young nigga, got my bread up
I'm fucking his bitch with my leg up
We pull up in excursions
2020 nigga in a suburban
I'm shooting that nigga, I'm swerving
I'm fucking his bitch but she slurping
We shoot his lil' brother in a hoopty
And while we shooting a movie
I'm fucking on all these groupies
These niggas be acting like goofys
I dance on a bitch like Fivio
Gave her perc, she call me papi
Tattoos all on my body
Let her come ride on my johnny
These bitches they say I'm cocky
Look at them like who gon' stop me?
Been balling on niggas like Kyrie
Big boss shit like John Gotti
In the game and you know I gotta win it
Been balling nigga, give me a minute
You want side lines and you look like you losing
You talkin' all that shit, nigga why you accusing?
You actin' like a bitch, stop doing that hoe shit
Instagram, posting pictures of your toe shit
What the fuck? Niggas on some hoe shit
I mean it like, niggas on some hoe shit
Me and Stan, we gon' kick the dough shit
Back to back, kick up in your flow shit
I run up in your house and I make the motion
I ain't with the back and fourth and all the comotion
I was really down bad but really I'm floating
Track to track, back to back I go in
Lap to lap around the world they notice
Fast as fuck like a locomotive
I walk in the trap like, "Hey"
Look at that bitch like, "You ain't my bae"
You ain't paying my room, my shit ain't paid
This bitch wanna fuck and just get laid
Nigga like me, I'm steady getting paid (Huh)
Working that bitch like a maid (Huh)
Working that bitch like a slave (Huh)
Working til I'm in my grave
[Verse 2]
Another verse, I can do it for fun
Lyrical like a nigga big pun
Lyrical Lemonade runts
Lyrical Lemonade, I'm stuntin'
Niggas hatin', I feel like Cole Bennett
Hop out the Tesla with a midget
Came up in this bitch with a smidget
Nigga talkin', I'mma make them cricket
I can't settle for no minimal wage
Nigga like me counting the blues
Nigga like me stay with the crew
Nigga like me jump out the stu'
Young nigga I was counting the dollars
Young nigga make ya big momma holla
Young nigga I been counting with partners
Young nigga I'mma spend it with partners
Young nigga I'mma stay with all the troops
Young nigga I'm gon' hop out and shoot
Dark tints, they gon' slide through the roof
Dark tints, they gon' show you what to do
If you tell the cops, nigga you're lame
Nigga think he flexin' with that lil' chain
Nigga think he up, like he the thing
This nigga told me to take off his brain
Go to the bank, pull out a fifty
Bad bitch sentme pics of her titties
I'm a clean nigga, don't give me hickeys
Kick her out after she suck my dickey
Blow your back out, bitch I got [?]
Sippin' lean, it go straight to my kidney
Big guns, we gon' shoot up with semis
Smoking runts, this shit
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