SlimeSito - Lemonade lyrics

[Intro] Yall ni**a be sliding in lemons Lemon squeeze cause' yall ni**as be willing Got young ni**as and you know they rebelling Might pop a ni**a, now you know he in heaven Snake eyes but I'm tryna' hit seven I'm mob-tied so you know they be trailing Thirty on me but I'm shooting eleven Can't trust these ni**as cause' these ni**as be telling (DJ Phat) fu*k with the gang get a headstone I'm in the trap working that flip phone (You already know who it is man, it's DJ Phat, flyest fat ni**a you know, you other ni**as in never compеtition, you dig?) (Power up) Yeah, aye Rich slimе [Chorus] fu*k with the gang get a headstone I'm in the trap working that flip phone Chain on my neck and you know this sh*t three tone My ni**as apes, I ain't talking [?] Locked up, yeah I stay on that free phone Open shop, yeah I stay in that three-zone Just slimed a ni**a for his strap, now his piece gone Put twenty on my chain, you rocking the rhinestones I'm shooting like Carmelo Sipping Wock, I ain't pouring up yellow Black foreign finna' paint this sh*t yellow Off the drop now this sh*t got me mellow I'm playing ni**as, I ain't playing Nintendo Got thirty on me, yeah I stay with extendo's I'm calling shots then they pulling up tenfold Might slime a ni**a but that ni**a my kinfolk [Verse] Doing numbers, I ain't talking no jail phone Choppa' beating on these ni**as like headphones fu*king on your b*tch, she got me in friend zone I'm riding solo so you ni**as can't tell on On the block and I'm toting that G-lock Black Smith and that sh*t got a [?] Stick hitting ni**as just like the beatdrop I just cut a ni**a, hit his ass with that re-rock Yall ni**a be sliding in lemons Lemon squeeze cause' yall ni**as be willing Got young ni**as and you know they rebelling Might pop a ni**a, now you know he in heaven Snake eyes but I'm tryna' hit seven I'm mob-tied so you know they be trailing Thirty on me but I'm shooting eleven Can't trust these ni**as cause' these ni**as be telling [Chorus] fu*k with the gang get a headstone I'm in the trap working that flip phone Chain on my neck and you know this sh*t three tone My ni**as apes, I ain't talking [?] Locked up, yeah I stay on that free phone Open shop, yeah I stay in that three-zone Just slimed a ni**a for his strap, now his piece gone Put twenty on my chain, you rocking the rhinestones I'm shooting like Carmelo Sipping Wock, I ain't pouring up yellow Black foreign finna' paint this sh*t yellow Off the drop now this sh*t got me mellow I'm playing ni**as, I ain't playing Nintendo Got thirty on me, yeah I stay with extendo's I'm calling shots then they pulling up tenfold Might slime a ni**a but that ni**a my kinfolk (DJ Phat)