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LEMONADE
Hip-Hop/Rap
LEMONADE was released on April 10, 2026 by OTB/5TM as a part of the album SHITBAGGER
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Release DateApril 10, 2026
LabelOTB/5TM
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM129

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
okgutta
okgutta
Rap, Lead Vocals, Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James T Crawford
James T Crawford
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
okgutta
okgutta
Producer

Lyrics

Trouble world, shitbagger
I pour tris in lemonade, yeah
I always drop threes when I pour up
Cause I am so 3k
I hate the number three
That's the only number that I hate, yeah
I toss and turn, trying to go to sleep, yeah
Cause my whole body's full of hate
I'm bout to slide on some
If I suit up, they gon' die today
My guns a one-of-one
It don't do one-on-ones
Get out the way
He tried to ride the wave
He got too close, and he heard blrt bang
I put this pistol to him
Finna blow you better not act strange
762s will lay a **** in his grave
My trap phone still cooling off
I made a thousand bucks today
I'm off a G6 like a plane
I'm not landin' it today
I just walked into the bank
Then I left out with the bank
The way I walk out with the bank
You'd think I robbed a fuckin' bank
I didn't even turn my chain
When I fucked your bitch
To hear it clanging
I just love the sound of money
That's one thing that never changes
I could leave ten thousand dollars
Sit for five years, it wouldn't change
Zombie walkin' off the perc
My zombie choppers eating brains
I'm in space, seeing ghosts off purple shit
It's fucking with my brain
I just keep on sippin' pink and purple shit
I'm bout to faint
I'm bout to baby gloverdose in here
Now wouldn't that be strange
I tucked two ratchets in my coat
Yea do not look at me strange
B.G. Man smoke in my eyes
I cannot see like I got maced
Blowing green kush smoke
I'm always smokin' B.G., man
I'm not the one to prod and poke with
I will kill a man
I'm a 5 Trench Mobster, baby
I call this land Burger Land
I keep gettin' burgers so much
My friends call me Burger Man
I took all this shit from him
I robbed him
And I burgled man
All my pistols come with dicks on them
And they are not men
He play with me I put them sticks on him
I pull up on a man
Don't give out no fades
My names John Gutta
I don't look like Vic Blends
I just gave dick to your bitch
Water splash, I broke her dam
I'm a young thousandaire
Today, I just made one thou
John Gutta
Yea okay, Gutta
I pour tris in lemonade, yeah
I always drop threes when I pour up
Cause I am so 3k
I hate the number three
That's the only number that I hate, yeah
I toss and turn, trying to go to sleep, yeah
Cause my whole body's full of hate
I'm bout to slide on some
If I suit up, they gon' die today
My guns a one-of-one
It don't do one-on-ones
Get out the way
He tried to ride the wave
He got too close, and he heard blrt bang
I put this pistol to him
Finna blow you better not act strange
I just love the sound of money
That's one thing that never changes
I could leave ten thousand dollars
Sit for five years It wouldn't change
Zombie walkin' off the perc
My zombie choppers eating brains
I'm in space, seeing ghosts off purple shit
It's fucking with my brain
I just keep on sippin' pink and purple shit
I'm bout to faint
I'm bout to baby gloverdose in here
Now wouldn't that be strange
I tucked two ratchets in my coat
Yea do not look at me strange
B.G. Man smoke in my eyes
I cannot see like I got maced
Blowing green kush smoke
I'm always smokin' B.G., man
GK, 3K
TTK, TFK I pour tris in lemonade, yeah
I always drop threes when I pour up
Cause I am so 3k
I hate the number three
That's the only number that I hate, yeah
I toss and turn, trying to go to sleep, yeah
Cause my whole body's full of hate
I'm bout to slide on some
If I suit up, they gon' die today
My guns a one-of-one
It don't do one-on-ones
Get out the way
He tried to ride the wave
He got too close, and he heard blrt bang
I put this pistol to him
Finna blow you better not act strange
Written by: James T Crawford
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