Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song LEMONHEAD, artist - Tyler, The Creator. Date of issue: 24.06.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
LEMONHEAD |
| They should remove us from the game |
| I don’t lean |
| This shit 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 opp |
| And he drill shit, got the tool out |
| It’s the Wolf Gang, Brooklyn Zoo out (Ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah) |
| Nigga, Wu-Tang, you get chewed out |
| When we woo-hah, this is Flipmode |
| And they know you’r pussy like the douche, ah |
| Bitch, I’m cuckoo and his mouth wt (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 catchin' dust, wantin' to stall (Yeah) |
| In love with lemonheads, lookin' like Bart |
| Keep your Patek, I spent that on art (Spent that on art, nigga) |
| 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 nigga put a bike rack on the Rolls, T (Fuck with me) |
| A young turnt nigga, I be fuckin' 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, nigga, free my bros (Trez) |
| I ain’t got no safe and they see me shinin' (Bitch, huh) |
| Still fuck, I’m grindin' (Lame) |
| Eighty for a gram, remind 'em (Ayy, ayy, ayy) |
| Two-tone Patek in this bitch, goddammit (Ayy, ho) |
| Ten bad hoes, nigga, look at that bitch (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, bitch, 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) |
| Nigga, you got lucky (Skrrt) |
| All this paper, I can bet she fuck |
| I ain’t doin' no talkin', I ain’t doin' no savin' (No, no, no) |
| Took her from a lame, I get his bitch back (Here) |
| Know I ain’t crazy, nigga still tote straps |
| Like, «Get on, bitch, 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 fucking bite, y’all niggas love to steal) |