Blueberry Lemonade lyrics

[Intro: Craig Xen]
b*tch's on me takin' this Blueberry Lemonade
b*tch ass n*gga, axe in this b*tch, b*tch ass n*gga
(In his motherf*ckin' head) b*tch ass n*gga
b*tch ass n*gga, ayy (Slit your motherf*ckin' throat)
All the motherf*ckin' blood in the Blueberry Lemonade
n*gga what's that made? Raspberry Lemonade
b*tch ass n*gga, boys what? What you sippin' in, b*tch?
I'm sippin' blueberry lemonade, okay, ayy

[Chorus: Craig Xen]
Blueberry lemonade, blueberry lemonade, ayy
Blueberry lemonade, blueberry lemonade, ayy
Blueberry lemonade, blueberry lemonade, ayy
Ayy, okay, ayy, okay

[Verse 1: Craig Xen]
Blueberry lemonade, Honeyberry gymshorts
Posted with your b*tch, she count my money burning Newports
Blueberry lemonade, BlackBerry cellphone
Black bandana 'round my toes, I don't bang, no
Blueberry candy paint, screw back in that tape deck
Take your b*tch, I scrape her neck then skate off with that paycheck
Blueberry lemonade, you can keep your Hennessy
Xen gone keep it pimpin', b*tch quit attempting to end me
[Chorus: Craig Xen & NEDARB]
Blueberry lemonade, blueberry lemonade
Blueberry lemonade, ayy, blueberry lemonade (Ay, ayy)
Blueberry lemonade, blueberry lemonade (Ay)
Blueberry lemonade, (Why) blueberry lemonade
Blueberry lemonade, say, blueberry lemonade

[Verse 2: NEDARB]
Young Ned came through with a bad b*tch on my hip, ayy
Young Ned came through and she swallow all of my di*k, ayy
I'll kick the bucket, f*ck it
I don't give a f*ck about none this sh*t, ayy
f*ck around with me, you finna end up
On Young Ned dead list, ayy
She wanna ride with me, she wanna die with me
She just in love with the scene, ayy
Homie pull up then I come to your door
He won't be f*ckin' with a young G, ayy
They didn't know that Young Ned, he got bars
He got b*tches he pull up so clean, ayy
You talkin' that blasé that blasé that blasé
I don't understand what you mean, nah, ah

[Verse 3: Lil Peep]
Blueberry, Lemonade, hoes mad, let 'em hate
I'm a young stunna, coulda been on Young Money
I feel like Dwayne Carter, all the freaks love me
Kick the b*tch out, if she don't suck me
Pull my di*k out, let yo ho suck me
b*tch I'm so ugly, but she still f*ck me
b*tch I'm backstage, trap-phone makin' plays
b*tch I'm that dope, pull up lookin' like coke
I'm an as*h*le, drugs make my night slow (Make my night slow)
And I love snow, make yo b*tch sniff coke (Sniff coke, yah)
On my di*k though (Yah), I got 6 hoes (Yah, Yah)