LEMONADE Pt. 2 )

Bitch, we ridin' through your hood, sippin' lemonade
Whole street tumble weed you niggas, been afraid
Whole crew move like Tron, we been in the game
Whole crew got the juice, diamonds, lemonade

Split a nigga top, cherry lemonade
Fresh squeeze on the trigger, clean like lemonade
Niggas hatin', sour face, more than lemonade
R. Kelly, make your bitch drink the lemonade

Blue bottoms on me, like minute made
Glock on my lap, on me, bitch, you been afraid
Ten shots, made him flip like a Ricochet
Straight to his face, block his sight like he in the shade

.30 shooting like curry with a jumpin' fade
Get money, nose runny like some allergies
Lil' nigga makin' more than your salary, yeah
Anorexic, eat these bullets for your calories, yeah

Money blue, like clues, like a cartoon
All you niggas rap cap, you are not a goon
Get money 24-7 like a tycoon
Ragged up, hair waved like a typhoon

Glock on my lap, cause I really will blow it, huh
Rari in the lot, and you know that I stole it, huh
Rappin' on the beat, cause you know that I own it, huh
Fuckin' on your bitch, cause she know how to throw it, huh