Lemon Slime

Yung Mutt

I'm gettin' fucked up, I wanna die

But I can't decide if it's 'cause I already fuckin' died

Fuck the police, bitch, I know my fuckin' lines

Lines of gunpowder, cocaine in my bullets

Go pick a flower for a pretty bitch, I wouldn't fuckin' do it

Smokin' on the tree, somethin' you already knew

Since we askin' questions now, no I don't a-fucking-prove

Huffing glue, candlelight blue

I thought you knew?

Pretty bitches with me, 'cause I keep this shit one hunnid

Start to flexin' on these bitches, then I get to bustin'

Sippin' Robitussen with my mothafuckin' cousin'

Got me fucked up, 'cause I do it how they does it

Two phone shawty, with a bitch on both lines

Two hoes lonely, 'cause I never got the time

White trash, out the slime

Codeine soda with the lime, on that Japanese time

When I'm smokin' on the pine

Bitch