Lemon Lime lyrics

Everyone is dead
f*ck a red light, catch a pus*y lackin at a stop sign
n*gga talkin bout he take bands, I bet it’s not mine
Bathin Ape shoes up on my feet, this ain’t Calvin Klein
Me and my n*ggas goin up, this ain’t yo' time to shine
I got a three of codeine in this juice, this ain’t no lemon lime
If I diss a n*gga then it’s clear, I don’t do sublime
That is not no Wock’ up in yo cup, that’s a deuce of wine
My last b*tch still don’t wanna f*ck, okay, girl it’s fine
Take yo' cheese without a regret, now that sh*t is mine
I’m tryna pull yo' b*tch hairdo in doggy til' I break her spine
Runnin' up the cheese everyday, don’t wanna fall behind
Mylan hit yo ass wit that Uzi, that’s my favorite line
Big sticks pointin' out this whip like a porcupine
Big missiles dumpin' out that clip, this a .45
Everybody always on my di*k, find another scrotum
Two pistols, four extended clips, b*tch you know I tote ‘em
I ain’t playin games wit no n*gga, this ain’t Texas Hold ‘Em
Do a n*gga like a Marlboro, I’m tryna f*ckin' smoke him
Nine millis rain and make you dance, I’m tryna hokey pokey
I know a white nerd shooter wit a shotty and he think he Goku
b*tch, get on yo knees, suck my di*k just like you f*ckin s’posed to
The world needa bow down at my feet just like it’s f*ckin s’posed to
n*gga, please do not call me yo slime, I don’t f*ckin know you