Lemonade Mimosas

Treacherous bitches tryna snatch bricks out the crib before you build it Roll one up for my nigga, gotta smoke it alone cause somebody killed him So I'm roaming the city stoned, won't leave the town alone Stay putting on, new shit Louie Vuitton case for the pool sticks Want it off the brick, show you what to do with this Audio drug lord, penning that dope for yo ass to smoke Four bars like an 8 ball of snow Hundred dollar bills rolled into a straw She having a classic coke, her model feature still intact That powder yet to take a toll on her She in the suite at the game hunting business owners Tryna get one of them fools to throw a ring on it Won't be me or none of my homies That money got our attention every minute Every second thinking of ways to bring them cheques in It's a obsession Focused on grosses, never on these hoes' Jets up in motion, Land, Air, Ocean Lames we don't know them Game to be sold, not told Count it up, stash it Then bring some more in This is not a game but we playing With some dope bitch Paid in the shade nigga Lemonade Mimosas Uh Airport passenger pick up Looking like a showroom This how our bitches come to get us Every moment worthy of pictures Each one worth a million Shift gears like pulling the trigger Killing them niggas Leave they head spinning They find they women missin' Mama tryna kick it like a habit But if its not bout cash I keep dipping That cadillac viscous Thats the homie Vish shit Painted and on switches riding to the bank Fuck what a bitch think no tint on the windows Sharks in the fish tank chilling Twisting a zip of that dank On a mission to get bigger Expansion, more mansions More vehicles, more Villas Imagine it, my nigga Focused on grosses, never on these hoes' Jets up in motion, Land, Air, Ocean Lames we don't know them Game to be sold, not told Count it up, stash it Then bring some more in This is not a game but we playing With some dope bitch Paid in the shade nigga Lemonade Mimosas Paid in the shade nigga, Lemonade Mimosas