Lemonayde Lyrics

I am blessed from my head to my ankles

Putting on for my kids they my angels

Chucking sevens and them L's in the air

Probably wondering what we drink over here

That Lemonayde

Yeah Yeah

Yeah Yeah Yeah

Chucking sevens and them L's in the air

Down for mines

Don't you do it don't you dare

Aye pimp peep the suit

Swag dripping like juice

Gotta hundred mill on my brain cells

Tryna touch it like a masseuse

Had to rebuild my whole foundation

Cause a bomb went off and that's cool

What's a fire alarm to a wired bomb

When I set light to this fuse

I don't renegotiate moves

These people pressed to get sued

I ain't rich yet and don't know when I'll be

But I'll blow a rack on some food

Got extra sauce when I went to Philly

Got radio play from Wu

Now Lemonayde is my theme song

Not Hennything Is Possible

Hell yeah Hell yeah

I know you want some

Gone pour it in your cup

Hell yeah Hell yeah

The Kool-Aid man with Patron and a blunt

Hell yeah Hell yeah

I manifested while they kept rejecting

Went from "man I'm stressing" to "accept this blessing"

Now the man upstairs be witnessing me flexing

I projected what I made it seem in seconds

I am blessed from my head to my ankles

Putting on for my kids they my angels

Chucking sevens and them L's in the air

Probably wondering what we drink over here

That Lemonayde

Yeah Yeah

Yeah Yeah Yeah

Chucking sevens and them L's in the air

Down for mines

Don't you do it don't you dare

And I said, "Fuck what your man think"

Truly

No can drink

Back when pops had a GT

I was still dripping like candy paint

Hell I was really pulling up

On a mountain bike or a skateboard

Watching Jackass with a stack of cash

We had stole straight from the 8th floor

What they expect I'm after a check

Nothing more nothing less high vibes low stress

Pouring liquor in my cup like a shot of express

Low key with the shooters like I spot up with Steph

I'll take a charge I be going hard in the paint

Check my background nigga not as soft as you think

Lay the Smackdown on you don't be thinking I cant

Just watch where you going don't be spilling my drink

Building revenue

Incomes for a better view

They use to hate now they seeing what a seven do

I bossed up like Mario on level two

Sorry I ain't ever sorry smoking medical

Chucking everything to the Most High

Low tides mixed in with some Lo-Fi

Oh my this guy gotta bow tie

So high energy just won't die

I am blessed from my head to my ankles

Putting on for my kids they my angels

Chucking sevens and them L's in the air

Probably wondering what we drink over here

That Lemonayde

Yeah Yeah

Yeah Yeah Yeah

Chucking sevens and them L's in the air

Down for mines

Don't you do it don't you dare