ฟังเพลงLEMONHEAD (Explicit)

Song: LEMONHEAD

Artist: Tyler, The Creator Featuring 42 Dugg

Lyrics:

Composed: Tyler, The Creator

Y'all n***as know what's up

You say, you say pandemic? (Yeah)

Oh, you wanna see a pandemic? (Bunnyhop)

Well shit, remove us from the game

I don't lean

Then shit'll really get crazy

I don't lean

Gangsta Grillz (Yeah)

I don't lean but my house do

Off the hill with the mean view (Yeah)

Nice house, if you look out

You can see some eagles and a few yachts

Got a roommate, he won't move out

If you want smoke, he the cool aunt

And he drill shit, got the tool out

It's the Wolf Gang, Brooklyn Zoo out (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah)

n***a, Wu-Tang, you get chewed out

When we woo-hah, this is Flipmode

And thеy know you're p***y like the douchе, ah

b***h, I'm cuckoo and his mouth wet (Cuckoo, cuckoo)

He a pool now, used to stage dive, but they sue now

I was too hot, TLC waterfalls on my chest help me cool out (Ah)

Got too many cars, shit a go-kart (Yeah)

They're catchin' dust, won't even start (Yeah)

Earlobe with lemonheads, lookin' like Bart (Woo)

Keep your Patek, I spent that on art (Spent that on art, n***a)

How much it cost? Shit, I don't know (Nah)

But I know that stage a million a show (True story)

Stuck in my ways, they say, "How so?"

First n***a put a bike rack on the Rolls, T (f**k with me)

A young turnt n***a, I be f**kin' these hoes

Twenty appearance, I get it, I go (I'm here)

Rich, tell the world, "Come see me out low"

I ain't rockin' with cuz, n***a, free my bros (Trez)

I ain't got no safe and they see me shinin' (b***h, huh)

Still f**k, I'm grindin' (Lame)

Eighty for a gram, remind 'em (Ayy, ayy, ayy)

Two-tone Patek in this b***h, goddammit (Ayy, ho)

Ten bad hoes, n***a, look at that b***h (Look at that)

Still sellin' dope, I be cookin' that shit (Man, for real, dog shit)

My hoodie like six bands (Look, dog shit)

Over a hunnid (Yeah, yeah)

I'm from the bottom, b***h, we get money

Might tip a good ho, but then she ain't gettin' nothin'

Car go skrrt, hold on (Ha, pretty good, start it up)

n***a, you got lucky (Skrrt)

All this paper, I can bet she f**k

I ain't doin' no talkin', I ain't doin' no savin' (No, no, no)

Took her from a lame, I get his b***h back (Here)

Know I ain't crazy, n***a still tote straps

Like, "Get on, b***h, just spit on shit"

Man, oh my God, "Remember lil'—?"

Yeah, he got dropped (Hold on), I'm gone (We gone)

Biatch

Call on me

(My bro is)

If you get lost

(Runnin' his finger around th-the Ai WeiWei, Ai VeiVei bowl)

Call on me

(I got that shit sittin' on my counter like a fruit bowl, that's like a hundred racks)

If you get lost

(I like the color green, in every shade)

If you get lost

(I like life)

Call on me

(Mine, like, my life)

If you get lost

(Don't f**king bite, y'all n***as love to steal)