積分

演出藝人
Vince Staples
Vince Staples
聲樂
Ty Dolla $ign
Ty Dolla $ign
聲樂
LeKen Taylor
LeKen Taylor
編程
Sean Matsukawa
Sean Matsukawa
編程
Yori Smith
Yori Smith
編程
詞曲
LeKen Taylor
LeKen Taylor
詞曲創作
Joseph Luis Ramirez III
Joseph Luis Ramirez III
詞曲創作
Yori Smith
Yori Smith
詞曲創作
Justin Ryan Garner
Justin Ryan Garner
詞曲創作
Kevin Richard Beggs
Kevin Richard Beggs
詞曲創作
Thomas Solis
Thomas Solis
詞曲創作
Dashawn White
Dashawn White
詞曲創作
Joseph Charles
Joseph Charles
詞曲創作
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Tyrone Griffin Jr
詞曲創作
Vince Staples
Vince Staples
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
LeKen Taylor
LeKen Taylor
製作人
Beat Gang
Beat Gang
製作人
Matt Wolach
Matt Wolach
助理混音師
Sean Matsukawa
Sean Matsukawa
共同製作人
Kenny Beats
Kenny Beats
錄音師
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
母帶工程師
Will Quinnell
Will Quinnell
助理母帶工程師
Yori Smith
Yori Smith
製作人
Tyler Page
Tyler Page
錄音師
Mark "Spike" Stent
Mark "Spike" Stent
混音師
Joey Ram
Joey Ram
共同製作人

歌詞

[Verse 1]
Feeling like ice cold lemonade
Nowhere to go when we in the shade
Nowhere to go when we in the cage
Sometimes life tastes bittersweet
Feeling like ice cold lemonade
Nowhere to go when we in the shade
Nowhere to go when we in the cage
Sometimes life tastes bittersweet (Yeah)
[Verse 2]
Money talk, broke **** talk louder (Yeah)
That's why they face so sour
Ain't shit sweet, ask Suga Free (Aye, Suga Free)
Still bust a **** head, it's the hood in me (Hey)
From the ghetto by the beach, bullets in the breeze
I got million dollar dreams, I got **** needs
Baby from around the way say she feeling me
Wanna get with me, make the memory
Think she tryna set me up
She sent a late night text saying, "Let's meet up"
No way, I heard you kick it with the enemies (No way)
And if a **** think I'm slippin then he getting wings
XD. 40 with the lemon squeeze (Bang)
Hold seventeen, clutch it I'ma air the scene
Sweet dreams, trippin' on everything (On the hood)
Really wit it, so you better be, aye (Yeah)
[Verse 3]
Feeling like ice cold lemonade
Nowhere to go when we in the shade
Nowhere to go when we in the cage
Sometimes life tastes bittersweet
Feeling like ice cold lemonade
Nowhere to go when we in the shade
Nowhere to go when we in the cage
Sometimes life tastes bittersweet (Aye, tell 'em where you from)
[Verse 4]
I come from where everybody thirsty (Thirsty)
Got some money now these **** wanna hurt me (Tell me, why?)
How another **** getting to it get you mad?
You should go and get some cash 'fore I get you crash
Really living fast, die young by the gun
We don't wanna know your name, tell us where you from
I done ran it up, an M but it's not enough
Used to kick it in they hood till we shot it up, aye
It's no friends in the gangland
Started with a skateboard and a spraycan
Pull up on they main block going Rain Man
Money talks, Crips walk, **** ain't playing
Heavy stepping if I wanna get to Heaven
I'ma have to hit the gate, did too many 211's
Tryna break that bank like ScHoolboy said
Won't stop till the whole hood fed, on my granny's grave (Yeah)
[Verse 5]
Feeling like ice cold lemonade
Nowhere to go when we in the shade
Nowhere to go when we in the cage
Sometimes life tastes bittersweet
Feeling like ice cold lemonade
Nowhere to go when we in the shade
Nowhere to go when we in the cage
Sometimes life tastes bittersweet (Yeah)
[Verse 6]
Ice cold, baby, ice cold
They think I'm pippin', baby
Summertime in the LB
Oh, what a feeling, baby
But it's for you, yeah, ooh-ooh, oh
[Verse 7]
Summertime in the shade (Lemonade)
Ice cold lemonade
Summertime in the shade
Feeling like, feeling like
Ice cold lemonade, yeah
Summertime in the shade
Ice cold lemonade
Feeling like, feeling like
Written by: Tyrone Griffin, Joseph Luis Ramirez III, LeKen Taylor, Vince Staples, Yori Smith
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