Lemon Head
(K-Swisha)
Whole time my new niggas been fake
Two Chanel Bags for my side piece
I feel like I'm Ghandi, put that beside me
Snakes on his head, I ain't talking Don C
Gave my bitch a hundred racks told her not to mind me
Me and Draft in that lamb, Concrete first signee
I plead the fifth when them coppers try me
I'm slime, I'm swift, I'm too damn sneaky
I'm a young hot boy, gold teeth like B.G
Fuck what them nigga saying, I know they need me
Backyard too much land might build a TP
Tripod hold a stick, pierce you like a CD
My bitch can't get my phone she know not to ask me
Only a Brandon Mitchell know where to catch me
That's my Blooda for life, feel like Mama had him
Someone play with me wrong, trust me imma bag him
Mouth platinum, wrist random
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Lemon head shawty give me mouth, and it's so exquisite
Fuck her one time, she want her whip pimped, I'm not Xzibit
Talkin' bout she want a birkin now she talking Gibberish
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Apple head bitch give me dome, it's ten out of ten
Thinking I won't fuck on her friends, bitch go think again
Concrete boy been outside, bet she let me in
Aye, shouldn't have to say this shit but who be better than
Told my bitch to go eat Mediterranean
Finna walk over this beat like a Pedestrian
I just bought a brand new whip it is obsidian
This bitch wanna fuck, I just want mouth, so she upset again
Will I drive the Benz or the Lamb? It all depends
Double down on my numbers, I need all my ends
Pussy play with me wrong go up in his chin
Call my young nigga Beyblade he can't wait to spin
I was seventeen years old, tryna crack up in
This lil bitch a lil older she like juice and gin
I like juice and sprite, so I call her twin
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Lemon head shawty give me mouth, and it's so exquisite
Fuck her one time, she want her whip pimped, I'm not Xzibit
Talkin' bout she want a birkin now she talking Gibberish
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Apple head bitch give me dome, it's ten out of ten
Thinking I won't fuck on her friends, bitch go think again
Concrete boy been outside, bet she let me in
Oh my, Oh wow
(Bitch think that I won't fuck on all her friends)
(Told that stupid ho, think again)
Whole time my new niggas been fake
Two Chanel Bags for my side piece
I feel like I'm Ghandi, put that beside me
Snakes on his head, I ain't talking Don C
Gave my bitch a hundred racks told her not to mind me
Me and Draft in that lamb, Concrete first signee
I plead the fifth when them coppers try me
I'm slime, I'm swift, I'm too damn sneaky
I'm a young hot boy, gold teeth like B.G
Fuck what them nigga saying, I know they need me
Backyard too much land might build a TP
Tripod hold a stick, pierce you like a CD
My bitch can't get my phone she know not to ask me
Only a Brandon Mitchell know where to catch me
That's my Blooda for life, feel like Mama had him
Someone play with me wrong, trust me imma bag him
Mouth platinum, wrist random
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Lemon head shawty give me mouth, and it's so exquisite
Fuck her one time, she want her whip pimped, I'm not Xzibit
Talkin' bout she want a birkin now she talking Gibberish
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Apple head bitch give me dome, it's ten out of ten
Thinking I won't fuck on her friends, bitch go think again
Concrete boy been outside, bet she let me in
Aye, shouldn't have to say this shit but who be better than
Told my bitch to go eat Mediterranean
Finna walk over this beat like a Pedestrian
I just bought a brand new whip it is obsidian
This bitch wanna fuck, I just want mouth, so she upset again
Will I drive the Benz or the Lamb? It all depends
Double down on my numbers, I need all my ends
Pussy play with me wrong go up in his chin
Call my young nigga Beyblade he can't wait to spin
I was seventeen years old, tryna crack up in
This lil bitch a lil older she like juice and gin
I like juice and sprite, so I call her twin
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Lemon head shawty give me mouth, and it's so exquisite
Fuck her one time, she want her whip pimped, I'm not Xzibit
Talkin' bout she want a birkin now she talking Gibberish
Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea
Apple head bitch give me dome, it's ten out of ten
Thinking I won't fuck on her friends, bitch go think again
Concrete boy been outside, bet she let me in
Oh my, Oh wow
(Bitch think that I won't fuck on all her friends)
(Told that stupid ho, think again)
Credits
Writer(s): Miles Parks Mccollum, Karl Hamnqvist
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