Green Tea Lemonade Lyrics

Uhm

Cutie with a booty; ain't no toothpick

She like to plan her day like a rubric

But I tend to switch it up like I'm Kubrick

Wherever we go it should do it

Now she thinking I bummed my cash

But I'm still low-key up on my ass

But bet she's still in the mood to smash

You pick wherever to eat just ask

And I'll treat you like a boss baby

All up in the sauce

Don't matter what it cost to me feeling like I'm rich

And I'm all up in a bar

Performing all my art

When ain't even allowed to walk up in the shit

Real shit

Been trying to do all this networking

Double up on all my funds for my net worth and

Maybe I should rep what my set's worth man

Second guessing got my neck hurt

And I'm at a loss dog

Loving all wrong

I think I fell in love when she let me fuck raw

But I gave her lockjaw

Then we only talked shop

I'm thinking aw did I go do the mall cop

And I wrote a bomb song

Thinking damn I like you

But by the time I'm done

Got a man beside you

I ain't even really mad

Just being lied to

Got me softer than a fag

Tryna to read the bible

Yeah, words stay words

Maybe that's just me

Come around and ask

Like a bathroom key

Stumbled upon up a dime that was bad as me

That could open any side like a master key

If you're asking me

You better think twice

Fore you go thinking that life is based off of grades

Didn't know what you want

Now you're stuck in your dorm

Wishing whiskey will whisk you away

And I'm out like

Ooo

I can't fill your space

Even if I wanted

Someone that could say

Anything they wanted

I can't fill your space

Even if I wanted

Someone that could say

Anything they wanted

Green tea lemonade

Spilled over your denim made

Jacket if you throw a fade

That's enough to validate

Bring your home to consecrate

We can go amalgamate

And if you feel it maybe we can hit the town and imitate

A true to life couple

So, I call it love lite

Only holding your hand so later I fuck right

In the moon light

Like if you feeling the moods right

In a few swipes

They going to see in a huge light

'Notha

Gringo

Get the lingo

You ain't a real nigga

You a Niño

And unless you are half, then I got a bingo

I'ma chill in the back I'm a let my weed grow

In my mink coat

Flaunting it like it was Cinco

When she mean go

Plotting it out like I'm Rico

Til I see gold

Glittering like it's from Kinkos

All that fake shit

A copy you all looking flamingo like

Standing out!

Looking like a fakie from the internet

My nigga were you into in?

Not feeling all your sentiment

When tune in do I benefit

Not certain what I'm peddling

A hot flow like a kettle and

Some pussy stories

Like they won't overlook me Maury

This overdue like my old book reports and I shoot

Whatever I got to shoot and more and

Then step on the barrel like I am Captain Morgan yeah

I can't fill your space

Even if I wanted

Someone that could say

Anything they wanted

I can't fill your space

Even if I wanted

Someone that could say

Anything they wanted