Codeine Lemonade lyrics

[Chorus: GNAR]
Stars up in my roof, icy lemonade
sh*t, all these n*ggas lame, they just want some fame
sh*t, I'm like, "f*ck the fame, I just want some chains"
Huh, I'm like, "f*ck the fame," I'm like, "f*ck the fame"
Uh, stars up in my roof, icy lemonade
sh*t, all these n*ggas lame, they just want some fame
sh*t, I'm like, "f*ck the fame, I just want some chains"
Huh, I'm like, "f*ck the fame," I'm like, "f*ck the fame" (sh*t)

[Verse 1: GNAR]
Codeine in my lemonade, brand new chopper, let it bang
She just wanna f*ck the gang, gang
Ain't 'bout no money, miss me with it
n*ggas act like silly b*tches
Came in your city drippin', woah
Matte black Glocky with extensions, I don't do the tension, uh
Lil Gnar laying down the law like a politician, uh (GNAR)
Got some guap and then I blew the sh*t, all at Neiman's, uh
Chest froze, brand new chain got my heart anemic, uh
My lil' b*tch conceited, uh, you can't even see her, uh
And the AR make a n*gga sit, Colosseum, uh
Lil' boy, pipe down 'cause you is so irrelevant
All my diamonds hella p*ssy, yeah, they on some R. Kelly sh*t
She didn't f*ck with me because she heard I was scandaling
n*gga want some f*cking pressure, he gon' see where hammer is
[Bridge: GNAR]
f*ck the fame, f*ck the fame, I just want the guap, uh
She gon' twerk on the di*k like she from the block, uh
f*ck the fame, f*ck the fame, I just want the guap, uh
She gon' twerk on the di*k like she from the block (From the block)

[Chorus: GNAR & Germ]
Stars up in my roof, icy lemonade
sh*t, all these n*ggas lame, they just want some fame
sh*t, I'm like, "f*ck the fame, I just want some chains" (Yuh, yuh)
Huh, I'm like, "f*ck the fame," I'm like, "f*ck the fame" (Bad sh*t)

[Verse 2: Germ]
Lipton lemonade my fist, icy pinky, p*ssy waterfalls
Big amigo drip, double up, poured or smokin' up
b*tch, these gelato blunts
Coroner ride with the gang 'cause we havin' a lot of guns
Pullin' up, shootin' you for fun
Wocky in the Audi, moving fast, I'm at the money
Better feel me, bet your ass gon' smell me, stinkin' up the party
Stick on me, no need for army, n*ggas out here losing it
Moving units, do that sh*t (That sh*t)

[Chorus: GNAR]
Stars up in my roof, icy lemonade
sh*t, all these n*ggas lame, they just want some fame
sh*t, I'm like, "f*ck the fame, I just want some chains"
Huh, I'm like, "f*ck the fame," I'm like, "f*ck the fame"