lemonade - slimesito lyrics
[intro]
yall n*gga be sliding in lemons
lemon squeeze cause’ yall n*ggas be willing
got young n*ggas and you know they rebelling
might pop a n*gga, 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 n*ggas cause’ these n*ggas be telling
(dj phat)
f*ck 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 n*gga you know, you other n*ggas in never compеtition, you dig?)
(power up)
yeah, aye
rich slimе
[chorus]
f*ck with the gang get a headstone
i’m in the trap working that flip phone
chain on my neck and you know this sh*t three tone
my n*ggas 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 n*gga 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 sh*t yellow
off the drop now this sh*t got me mellow
i’m playing n*ggas, 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 n*gga but that n*gga my kinfolk
[verse]
doing numbers, i ain’t talking no jail phone
choppa’ beating on these n*ggas like headphones
f*cking on your b*tch, she got me in friend zone
i’m riding solo so you n*ggas can’t tell on
on the block and i’m toting that g*lock
black smith and that sh*t got a [?]
stick hitting n*ggas just like the beatdrop
i just cut a n*gga, hit his ass with that re*rock
yall n*gga be sliding in lemons
lemon squeeze cause’ yall n*ggas be willing
got young n*ggas and you know they rebelling
might pop a n*gga, 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 n*ggas cause’ these n*ggas be telling
[chorus]
f*ck with the gang get a headstone
i’m in the trap working that flip phone
chain on my neck and you know this sh*t three tone
my n*ggas 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 n*gga 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 sh*t yellow
off the drop now this sh*t got me mellow
i’m playing n*ggas, 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 n*gga but that n*gga my kinfolk
(dj phat)
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