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