Lyrics:
From A Lemon
And A Lemon To A Lime
He Cuts The Beat In Half The Time
And As Sure Is 3 times 2 is 6
You'll Say Flash Is The King Of The Quick Mix
We're
need money I don't need love
They twist the truth like how you lie like that
And you know cutty broke the rules how you abide by that
I'm in buckhead for
or season
Last time anything shh got shh
By shh was recent (One)
Last time gang jumped in a 4
Door and skrt skrt was recent
(Turn turn turn)
Did them man
routine player
I'mma go get 'em, mix 'em up like a dealer
Man three is company, b**** call me Jack Tripper
Step up out the club wit a dizzy head
I got
Yeah
Ayo, Team UK, stand up (the moment you've all been waiting for)
This is the Grime mix (hello, good morning)
Skepta, Diddy Dirty Money
to repremend the cinnamon sand man
The airdrop was tropical, life is an obstacle course
Of course I can take a college course in how to drive a Porsche
But
Extended my clip with them hollow tips
Designer my bag put my glock in it
Shawty look fine in her dress we leave you a mess we lettin' that choppa
and
Take it right to the ave
Where hustlers pump blow, and chop up slabs
Man I could get you whacked for
A brick and a half
Hit the booth and put my life
mans, you can't get back
I be up 24/7, fuck the cap naps
Heard that you be crying all week, where yo bitch at?
By the way, I just customized ah SIGMAG
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
love her on occasions, keep my heart racin'
Love to take her on vacations
Where the time zone changes and the money exchanges
It's meters
though I like talkin' a lot
Tried to stay up in the trap, fell asleep off the drop
Woke up, walked on the block
Somethin' told me To mix Ecstasy with
Like Fifthy Cent bitch I'm The Man
My niggas spinning like the fan
Crush a nigga like a can
She obsessed she like "Stan"
Follow me I got the plan, he
got new ones
No fake ones trust no one
It's Boy better know till I die
Tryna run up in the bank like Bonnie and Clyde
Cause man get money with the gang
R-O-C
Memph Bleek
Jigga man
Missy, Twista sho' nuff
Yeah, yo
Don't get mad at me
I don't love 'em I fuck 'em
I don't chase 'em I duck 'em
I
extended his face
Stay out the mix I cant sleep I stay wake
I'm popping my shit I refuse to lose rank
I'm trapped in this bitch
Light blunt to stay sane
My
JoJo
Took a dancer to the crib, now I say she gotta go-go
Told her I don't want no love, baby what's the hold up
I just wanna kick it by myself and maybe
a product of nothing
Reach if you want, you gonna need you a reverend
I'm still in the mix, I'm reup by 7
Street , I'm catching bites on a sunday
what you betta do
That’s what you betta do
Yeah that’s what you betta do
And a
At this point
Fuck it let’s get money
True survivor
I survive by getting
money, just by clappin' their hands
Not the style or desire of a true Iron Man
(You know what I want to hear)
[Verse 2]
A southside broola don't drink
Play the Song Generator Quiz
We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue
By killing cops and selling drugs
But what can you do?
Buying a killing
I had y'all attention
I never thought I'd be a rapper but the money to ridiculous
I gotta different flow fa each producer
Man I'm truly gifted
You
mixed with that money
That power mix wit respect got sitting here with regrets
Got me sitting her by my self cause that power fame and that wealth- Hold
Move like the President bitch I'm like Nixon
Not in the mix but I'm mafucking mixing
Whole lot of money on me, did I mention?
I got some old money got
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