Lemon Slime

(Young Money)

I'm getting fucked up, I want to die
But I can't decide if it's 'cause I already fucking died
Fuck the police, bitch, I know my fucking lines
Lines of gunpowder, cocaine in my bullets

Go pick a flower for a pretty bitch
I wouldn't fucking do it
Smoking on a tree
Something you already knew

Since we're asking questions now
Known I don't a-fucking-prove
Huffing glue, candlelight blue
I thought you knew (slut)

Pretty bitches with me 'cause I keep this shit one hundred
Start to flexing on these bitches, then I get to busting
Sipping Robitussin with my mother fucking cousin
Got me fucked up because I do it how they doesn't

Two phone shawty with a bitch on both lines
Two hoes, lonely because I never got the time
White trash out the slime
Codeine soda with the lime on that Japanese

Is time when I'm smoking on the pine
(Get home)
Bitch



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Writer(s): Aristos Petrou, Scott Arcenaux
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