Lemonade lyrics

[Intro - Christ Dillinger]
Unc complaining to me and I'm letting him vent
Got my arm in the pot and I'm cooking up rent
I can't argue with b*tches that's doing the most
b*tch you texting my phone I turn into a ghost
Im passing (?) two bands and the O
I ain't beefing with n*ggas I'm not from the O
I'm truly stupid paid, that's just how I feel today
I'm moving slow, I got purple Percies in my lemonade
Christ Dillinger this is so Based Negative

[Verse 1 - tenkay]
Based Negative on that squad sh*t
Bando bands R.I.P to that man With my man, looking like somthin' from Back to the Future and not Biff Tan
Got too damn high, if I come down, I don't think I'ma stick this land
Bad b*tch on my di*k 'cause she know who I am, next day [I shot her a band me?] off the 'gram
Erry motherf*ckin' day I feel like a goat, trapped in a world full of lambs
The .45 got my side bustin' a n*gga Ferragamos just to hold up my pants
Pourin' on all my designer makе up my attire, I can barely pronounce thе brand
I'm in Club ONYX picking stripper money off the floor and throwin' the 1s in the can
b*tch throw them buns at my man, I could make you famous tonight you know who I am
Get a yellow chain like lemonade, told Johnny Dang go exquisite by hand
Bought a beach house out in Maui, sippin' on Mai Tai's with my feet in the sand
High tide n*gga's watching the sand, if I go broke put my hand back in the pan
[?] my lips around the human race and it can't be studied by man
If I'm lying then I'm flying, n*gga God could put me down I wouldn't give a damn
I put my trust in no n*gga like [?] they snaking that man
Me and Christ D hold a n*gga b*tch for ransom, he better follow demands
Damn, Walk in this b*tch like Jesus Christ, make a n*gga say amen
Tenkay ain't ever save no b*tch so why the f*ck would I save a man?
Catch a n*gga out in traffic green tipped paint job we gunna spray your van
I'ma paint this sh*t like that boy Gogh Van, sh*t n*gga, I meant Van Gogh
Lookin' for me I'm probably in your hoe in the front seat of a new lambo
Cough drop how she give me the throat
[Shoot my ???] how she suckin' the goat
Run up on me you run off as a ghost
I don' say much but I'm doin' the most
Spent 30 nights in the bando it was a dark trap I feel like Loco Los?
Space Ghost I go coast to coast
Like Marquise I get money rows
First time bustin off a pill, felt like Joe Swanson, that sh*t made me roll
My mamma had high expectations, wanted me to make the honour roll
I ain't even know why, because I couldn't even one class on my own
Before I was TenKay, I was seeing my success in the future, Raven Symone
She ain't really tryna hear that so I self isolated, please leave me alone
I pray to god my new b*tch don't do me like my ex b*tch and leave me alone
Im sosa b*tch, I'm in fendi and prada