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letra de lemonade - eternal khi

[intro: eternal khi]
uh, ayy, woah, yuh
i might just go and bless up the whole clique
i’m countin’ money ’cause i’m gettin’ rich
i’m on the beach, she lilo, i’m stitch
i’m off the lemonade, she wanna sip
if she ain’t with it then i gotta dip
i gotta save that, i’m feelin like rich
i’m not a kid though, i be in this lit
better not press me, leave yo cabbage split

[verse 1: eternal khi]
drivin’ too fast can’t pass me
she off that white yeah that ashley
i be so slimey it’s nasty
when i go woah
let me just pick up my flow
i kick that girl to the door
no i cannot give her more
i’m in the six with my woes
i keep the drake in the cold
money growing faster than mold
just look how i roll
ayy

[verse 2: jay.o]
hauntin’ these n-ggas they losin they sleep
n-ggas be talkin’ but don’t wanna meet
hop in the martian i flow wit’ the beat
feelin’ so wavy like i’m at the beach
f-ck it get right lets roll up
thats gas and i’ma light more
f-ck it get lit lets pour up
so sick with the flow you’ll throw up
blendin’ no camo
i got the flannel
run wit’ the mob like sopranno
lit like a candle
up on ya’ channels
play wit’ the keys like pianos
[verse 3: brando god]
b-tch i be jumpin’ them fences
duckin’ from 12
n-ggas be talkin’ but duckin’ them sh-lls
straight from h-ll
b-tch i’m a demon
can’t you tell?
no you can’t
i do it for real
n-ggas be jokes
just like chapelle
if i get locked
i’m trapin’ the bail
if i go up
i’m done wit’ those sales
b-tch i be trapin’, be talkin’, be schemin’, be stalkin’
smokin’ on runts, i’m lovin the smell
do shows wit’ my brother, keenan and kell
you takin’ this charge? or you gon’ tell?
’cause if you not, i’m takin’ the wheel
i’m too fast gang, i do it for real

[verse 4: kaieme]
i bet on myself, f-ck you think, i’ma lose?
ayy. we never pickin’ and choosin’
peep all the n-ggas thats watchin’ the movements
ayy. know that they prayin’ we loosin’
this live from h-ll b-tch just ring the alarm
rockin’ all black and i’m matching the dark
they wanna see ’em they know i’ma star
walk in the spot and they know who we are
i wanna get it i ran up the digits
b-tch i ain’t jokin’ it look like i’m kiidin’
i’ma grenade, i blow up and they flippin’
smokin’ on spinach, like popeyes, need chicken
smoke on that l but you know that i’m winnin
b-tch im the captain you know this sh-t hittin’

- eternal khi

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