Lemonade (Outro) (feat. GoldenkShawty)

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Yung Savage NBO

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Codeine in my cup, it's mixed with lemonade
Back then niggas used to shit on me but now I'm really paid
Stop that pocket watchin', don't be asking' what a nigga made
I ain't on the block or in the booth, I'm probably gettin' laid

Nigga ain't no runnin' from that chopper, ain't no gettin' saved
Gettin' out yo top, you think you tough, we'll put you in a grave
8 of wock, I take that, put that in a minute made
Niggas broke as f*ck and tryna beef, they ass be in the way

I like gettin' to that money, I'm a money fiend
Bro nem', tryna jump out, catch a body like a trampoline
Niggas know we shake shit down just like a tambourine
Shorty know she holdin' her ass round just like a tangerine

Told her I need all that, we hit that block up in all black
We tryna' spend through they block it's a dead zone
Stuck in the trap with the pack till the meds gone
Compact Glock with a dick get yo head blown

F*ck nigga' tweak with the gang, now his head gone
All the ops dead, I'll piss on they headstone
Slim thick bitch she light skin , she a redbone
Fucked her then cut that bitch off, did her dead wrong

.556 takin' off limbs, leave a leg gone
We bond to score, if we get in the red zone
I up the stick, I'ma shoot to the lead gone
I get that bag then I head home

We you speakin' to me, watch yo damn tone
We ain't handlin' beef over cell phone
Brody locked, he just called from the jail phone
Niggas fakin' the funk, like they live that
Niggas cappin' on work like they did that

That f*ck nigga move wrong, he get shit splatt
How I'm poppin' my shit, need a tic-tac
We break the pack down, like a kit-kat
Boy, you know that .45, it got kick back

And no I ain't got time for no chit-chat
Let a nigga play hard, he get shit bag
My niggas with it, they walk down
Talk out his neck, he got chalked down

Call up my slime, Savage stay with a Glock round
Glock thats my potna, get a f*ck nigga hawked down
Trace that boy steps, get the drop, get him chalked down
Talk out his neck, they gon' beat his whole block down

Vampire militia, I stay with the Glock out
They love the vamp, at a show, gotta' rock out
Damn, try to slide, he gon' die cause he asked for it
Chop out a whip with his face on the dashboard
Take off that ski before you die, you ain't jack, boy

Fiends in a trap, you gon' crash, he a crack, boy
Step on that, bitch, he gon' turn to a flat, boy
Try to cop, and get shot like a black boy
Slide with that Smith, so I feel like a bad boy

He cuffed the thot, now he look like a sad boy
Got a rad bitch, that ho say I'm a sad boy
Set his ass up, get him flipped like a mascot
Damn, this ho thick' then the f*ck, got some ass shots

12 in the rear, they got burned on the track hawk
Get that little bitch crashed off like a matchbox
Masked down, dressin' all black with some black socks
Now I want all the smoke with my dirty bird

Face on a T, put his ass on a dirty shirt
Glizzy name curry, let's see if the 30 work
I call up savage, he do all the dirty work
Bitch, tried to shoot he seen blood, now his tummy hurt

F*ck nigga dissin', he broke and his money hurt
Never call my phone, less it's really urgent
In traffic pourin' 4s, got a nigga swerving
They used shit on me now they really hurting

They claim they in a trap, but we really serving
Codeine in my cup, it's mixed with lemonade
Back then, niggas used to shit on me, but now I'm really paid
Stop that pocket watchin', don't be askin' what a nigga made

I ain't on the block, or in the booth, I'm probably gettin' laid
Nigga ain't no runnin' from that chopper, ain't no gettin' saved
Gettin' outcho top, you think you tough, we'll put you in a grave
8 of wock, I take that, put that in a minute made

Niggas broke as f*ck and tryna beef, they ass be in the way

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