Anicleto47 & Andretti88 - Lemon Citron (feat. Osa Boone) Lyrics

Player nigga, no system to the bitch, but I'm a gamer
I'm in traffic, in the demon, ridin' round with an angel
Hoodie on with a banger, if I got to, I'm a bang it
Bang my line if you ever need something different, not the same shit
Roll a leaf in the streets at any moment, it get dangerous
Who won't smoke with us? Thinkin' bout that song while I flame it
Gettin' lost in Los Angeles, while she tryna show her angles
Put her hair in the bun, cause she don't wanna get it tangled, ayy
Eyes gettin' lower and lower, as I puff on this gas and take a sip of that soda
Have you ever heard a pimp bowin' down to a goer
If you jump in this water, you would drown without floaters
Put a bitch on the blade like she was carryin' razors
You ain't a street nigga, f*ck a gun, you need a taser
I was in that weight room, carryin' weight with no trainer
She cut her last nigga off before you, he was lamer
My son gettin' older, gotta be the nigga who raise him
You dry old sweet niggas, turn it into some raisins
Sippin' lemon citron, skyline in the morning
Only here for a couple weekends, energy been changin
On the daily, what's your frequency
It's coded
Keep the traction, life's a moment
Lovin' roses, garden golden, peep the posture,
Hardly noticed
Purple hemi fish bowlin
From Tokyo to the coldest parts in poland
Independent and I'm chosen
Spend some minutes on the road and we still rollin
In your momma's earlobe and keep the vibes super low-key
Speakers Harman Kardon, features costin' more now
Leeches tryna feed on, we all capable of doin' somethin dangerous
To lighten minds and find the peace in every angle
It's the hardest thing to do, juxtapose
Life's madness with a heart just like the Savior's
Life's a long road,
In the pursuit of big dreams, there's always some sort of distraction
Smokin' on some cookie runts, you never relax