Pink Lemonade (Str8 Reload)

(Xeretto, fuck you doin' man?)

Firm no Ls, I'm takin' dubs, come like Jonathan Shalit, huh
You look good natural, fuck all that makeup, baby, close that palette
Slide 'round here, I'm all in her ear, "Bae, let me work my magic"
Yo, the same lil' boys that's claiming they're rich
They walk in the shop and don't cause no damage

Adi done hit me, say I don't miss, come like all of my shots on target
We're in no contact 'cause I been workin'
Her and her friends keep sayin' I'm heartless
Told her, "Bae, I'm an artist," I walk in and my pockets the largest
And she saw that I roll with a clique full of members
Shocked her, she yellin' out, "Rahted"

Girl try say that I'm so conceited, full of myself
What, you think I don't know that?
Do my lil' dance with a grill in my mouth
Grinnin' my teeth like I'm doin' up Kodak
Met a few snakes and I really can't go back (no way)
All day I don't sleep, take no naps
Shorty, come try spinnin' the block
Fuck all the memories, this ain't a throwback

Income multiple ways (what) and my bro sip pink lemonade (ah yeah)
The bad B callin' me, "Baby"
And callin' me, "My man"
Said I got multiple names (ah yeah)
The Merc' keep swervin', multiple lanes (skrt)
I make coin on multiple days
Don't chase, but I might do more for the cake
Babe, if you're on what I'm on, set pace

This yardie's tellin' me, "Dance"
Shit, I should've just flung my shoulder
079 me, hand it over, whole team ballers, Guardiola (ah yeah, ah yeah)
Chain too cold, could've caught pneumonia
Put it on when I link Adeola
See me, I don't tolerate snakes
Don't tolerate fakes so I cut the cobras

Why the girl move booky?
Textin' my phone, "Hey, Pookie" (what?)
Ha-ha-ha, hear dookie
Ain't heard of your ex, like, "Who's he?" (Ah yeah, ah yeah)
Post my flicks on the net, no movie
Two-man step on the brown in two-piece (slide on the-)
Slide on the baddie like Toosie
Still cut 'em off like a fade, no Boosie, bitch

I-I-Income multiple ways and my bro sip pink lemonade (ah yeah)
The bad B callin' me, "Baby"
And callin' me, "My man"
Said I got multiple names (ah yeah)
The Merc' keep swervin', multiple lanes (skrt)
I make coin on multiple days
Don't chase, but I might do more for the cake
Babe, if you're on what I'm on, set pace

This yardie's tellin' me, "Dance"
Shit, I should've just flung my shoulder
079 me, hand it over, whole team ballers, Guardio-, Guardio-
Chain too cold, could've caught pneumo-, caught pneumo-
Put it on when I link Ad-Ad-, when I link
See me, I-, see me, I don't tolerate snakes
Don't tolerate fakes so I cut the cobras



Credits
Writer(s): Aschab Suntschchanov, Tinotenda Leon Gandanzara, Luis Miguel Fernandes Alves
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