"Lemon Juice" lyrics

(Yung Germ)

Niggas talkin' 'bout the kid, why don't you get your life together? (Okay)
Talkin' to the pigs, snitches always hang together (Okay)
And it gets me pissed, hoes up in your Christmas sweater (Yeah)
Shot him in his shit, bitch, I shot him in his chest, chitty-chitty bang
My disagreements always come to blows (Okay)
I fist-fight my friends every day 'cause we bros (Okay)
I don't fuck with niggas 'cause they all do the most
I be movin' hella packs, rain, sleet, hail, snow, yeah

There's always niggas in the function (Okay)
Clutchin', kick the fucking clutch in (Okay)
Bitch, I fight, I don't need no discussion (Okay)
I'm punchin' niggas at the luncheon (Haha)
I'll push your lemon back, I'll push your lemon back
I'll push your lemon back, four-hundred degrees, I'm talkin'
I'll push your lemon back, I'll push your lemon back
I'll push your lemon back, four-hundred degrees, I'm talkin'

Homie got indicted sellin' crack (Yeah), free my nigga Max (Yeah)
Used to bump Atilla in his max (Okay)
Homie got indicted sellin' chops (Okay), free my nigga Truey (Yeah)
When he get out, I'll buy him a new Glock (Okay)
Came up from the bottom, crackin' Dracs and drivin' stoleys (Huh?)
I don't got no plates on, nigga, watch out for the police (Huh?)
Hit him six blocks away (Okay, okay), Kobe
Lefty on the sniper shootin' like Ginóbili (Yeah)

There's always niggas in the function (Okay)
Clutchin', kick the fucking clutch in (Okay)
Bitch, I fight, I don't need no discussion (Okay)
I'm punchin' niggas at the luncheon (Haha)
I'll push your lemon back, I'll push your lemon back
I'll push your lemon back, four-hundred degrees, I'm talkin'
I'll push your lemon back, I'll push your lemon back
I'll push your lemon back, four-hundred degrees, I'm talkin'

Homie got indicted sellin' crack
Homie-, homie-, homie got indicted sellin' crack
Homie-, homie-, homie got indicted sellin' crack
Free my nigga Max
Used to bump Atilla in his max