Lemonade Pt. 2
I don't drink yellow but shoutout to wop
My brody be geeking when he off the wok
Channel 5 he get put up on Fox
I don't fuck with no 380 this a glock
If I catch me a owii nigga then he done
Lil Kenny he got shot tryna run
Now his spinal cord up in the runtz
Red tips put it up in my drum
Told brody don't trip when we catch em it's over
Late night we might slide in a Rover
A brook block vet bitch I'm a soldier
He think he a gangsta nigga he a doger
I'm playin with keys now I'm feeling like Cino
Opp thot bitch she eating the dino
I'm the man I aint talkin no Nino
My life a movie bitch I aint talkin Regal
We lost Izzy that's the heart of the block
You dissin on bro nigga then you shot
Niggas know I don't box
Old fiend he be bumpin The Lox
We catch that nigga we shootin that nigga
Opps hatin cause they know I'm that nigga
Yoshi pull up he might slide in a sprinter
These niggas snitchin yeah they pointing the finger
Niggas be snitchin they up in the seventh
My youngin tweekin he might send you to heaven
We might send out eleven
My opps broke man these niggas be beggin
Opp thotties they be buggin and choosing
Codeine fiend you know I abuse it
He talkin crazy but it's only for music
You talkin on bro nigga Ima lose it
I don't drink yellow but shoutout to wop
My brody be geeking when he off the wok
Channel 5 he get put up on Fox
I don't fuck with no 380 this a glock
If I catch me a owii nigga then he done
Lil Kenny he got shot tryna run
Now his spinal cord up in the runtz
Red tips put it up in my drum
My brody be geeking when he off the wok
Channel 5 he get put up on Fox
I don't fuck with no 380 this a glock
If I catch me a owii nigga then he done
Lil Kenny he got shot tryna run
Now his spinal cord up in the runtz
Red tips put it up in my drum
Told brody don't trip when we catch em it's over
Late night we might slide in a Rover
A brook block vet bitch I'm a soldier
He think he a gangsta nigga he a doger
I'm playin with keys now I'm feeling like Cino
Opp thot bitch she eating the dino
I'm the man I aint talkin no Nino
My life a movie bitch I aint talkin Regal
We lost Izzy that's the heart of the block
You dissin on bro nigga then you shot
Niggas know I don't box
Old fiend he be bumpin The Lox
We catch that nigga we shootin that nigga
Opps hatin cause they know I'm that nigga
Yoshi pull up he might slide in a sprinter
These niggas snitchin yeah they pointing the finger
Niggas be snitchin they up in the seventh
My youngin tweekin he might send you to heaven
We might send out eleven
My opps broke man these niggas be beggin
Opp thotties they be buggin and choosing
Codeine fiend you know I abuse it
He talkin crazy but it's only for music
You talkin on bro nigga Ima lose it
I don't drink yellow but shoutout to wop
My brody be geeking when he off the wok
Channel 5 he get put up on Fox
I don't fuck with no 380 this a glock
If I catch me a owii nigga then he done
Lil Kenny he got shot tryna run
Now his spinal cord up in the runtz
Red tips put it up in my drum
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Writer(s): Jesse Martinez
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