Lemonade

[Intro]
Yall nigga be sliding in lemons
Lemon squeeze cause' yall niggas be willing
Got young niggas and you know they rebelling
Might pop a nigga, now you know he in heaven
Snake eyes but I'm tryna' hit seven
I'm mob-tied so you know they be trailing
Thirty on me but I'm shooting eleven
Can't trust these niggas cause' these niggas be telling
(DJ Phat)
Fuck with the gang get a headstone
I'm in the trap working that flip phone
(You already know who it is man, it's DJ Phat, flyest fat nigga you know, you other niggas in never compеtition, you dig?)
(Power up)
Yeah, aye
Rich slimе

[Chorus]
Fuck with the gang get a headstone
I'm in the trap working that flip phone
Chain on my neck and you know this shit three tone
My niggas apes, I ain't talking [?]
Locked up, yeah I stay on that free phone
Open shop, yeah I stay in that three-zone
Just slimed a nigga for his strap, now his piece gone
Put twenty on my chain, you rocking the rhinestones
I'm shooting like Carmelo
Sipping Wock', I ain't pouring up yellow
Black foreign finna' paint this shit yellow
Off the drop now this shit got me mellow
I'm playing niggas, I ain't playing Nintendo
Got thirty on me, yeah I stay with extendos
I'm calling shots then they pulling up tenfold
Might slime a nigga but that nigga my kinfolk

[Verse]
Doing numbers, I ain't talking no jail phone
Choppa' beating on these niggas like headphones
Fucking on your bitch, she got me in friend zone
I'm riding solo so you niggas can't tell on
On the block and I'm toting that G-lock
Black Smith and that shit got a [?]
Stick hitting niggas just like the beatdrop
I just cut a nigga, hit his ass with that re-rock
Yall nigga be sliding in lemons
Lemon squeeze cause' yall niggas be willing
Got young niggas and you know they rebelling
Might pop a nigga, now you know he in heaven
Snake eyes but I'm tryna' hit seven
I'm mob-tied so you know they be trailing
Thirty on me but I'm shooting eleven
Can't trust these niggas cause' these niggas be telling

[Chorus]
Fuck with the gang get a headstone
I'm in the trap working that flip phone
Chain on my neck and you know this shit three tone
My niggas apes, I ain't talking [?]
Locked up, yeah I stay on that free phone
Open shop, yeah I stay in that three-zone
Just slimed a nigga for his strap, now his piece gone
Put twenty on my chain, you rocking the rhinestones
I'm shooting like Carmelo
Sipping Wock, I ain't pouring up yellow
Black foreign finna' paint this shit yellow
Off the drop now this shit got me mellow
I'm playing niggas, I ain't playing Nintendo
Got thirty on me, yeah I stay with extendo's
I'm calling shots then they pulling up tenfold
Might slime a nigga but that nigga my kinfolk
(DJ Phat)