Lemons!

Have I turned into a public figure?
I might lose it if I get asked for a picture
My bitch is thicker
My wine is redder
My blood is thinner
I'm not an expert
But I made you look like a beginner

I'm not your friend
I'm out the pen
Crazy as ever
Your bitch is looking at me like
She wants an NDA
My bitch is looking at her like
She's from the NBA
A draft pick for another threeway

The cat's outta the bag: I'm extra
I'm rich
I'm magnificent from the back
I'm dextrous
And I'm killing this shit like I'm Dexter
Push it deep so you feel it in your plexus

You saw me
You heard me
You know I eat these motherfuckers like Kirby
And you motherfuckers wonder if I'm worthy?
All these hats on my head
Kentucky Derby

You see how they do me?
Every night, it's a new thing
I feel like David Spade, just shoot me
Tobias Fünke, they blew me

Bald head with a suit
Call me hitman
With a mic and a pen
Call me hitman
Don't act surprised
When you're benched, man
I'm coming hot
Brand new inventions

Old head said no dentures
New shit don't work like original
That's one of them juxtapositions
Life's sweet
Here you go, here's some lemons

Bald head with a suit
Call me hitman
With a mic and a pen
Call me hitman
Don't act surprised
When you're benched



Credits
Writer(s): Peter Karozos
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