Lemon Squeeze

I want my mommy

I wanna kill myself

Tried to come up with a master plan, it came up with me

I was already shootin' 'fore they came up the street, yeah

The niggas wanna hate, the bitches wanna mate

Okay, the booze is the Hennessy, we dinin', no sippin'

The jewelry's the lemon squeeze, the nine is the lemon

Apparently, I get lots of vibes from the women

The bitches love the me, the niggas love the heat

Okay, the jewelry's the lemon squeeze

The swoop bitch from Italy

The coupe go two-twenty speeds

Blood in my eyes, my Jesus piece ain't no way I'm a Christian

The boy that yellow Bentley, ain't it Carter? What's the business?

I'm gangster and sophisticated, nigga, who you kiddin'?

That shit on me, I'm constipated

Bought a mansion and I renovated, nigga, that's how I'm livin'

Yeah, knick-knack paddy whack

Bulletproof Cadillac, nigga, this got 'em wack, move

I'm in the cut, nigga, alley cat

Nigga tryna swagger jack, but he ain't got the bag to match, ooh

You smoke a lot of spit

I'm walkin' like a limp

She smoke a lot of dick, uh-huh

Kill, pew, pew, pew, boom, boom, boom, Glock pop, click