Lil Yachty - Lemon Head lyrics

Lil Yachty [Miles Parks McCollum] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S.

[Lil Yachty - Lemon Head lyrics]

(K swisha)

Whole time I knew niggas been fake
Two Chanel bags for my sidepiece
I feel like I'm Gandhi, but that besides me
Snakes on his head, I ain't talkin' Don C
Gave my bitch a hundred racks
Told her not to mind me
Me and Draft in that Lam'
Concrete's first signee
I'll plead the Fifth if them coppers try me
I'm slime, I'm swift, I'm too damn sneaky
I'm a young hot boy, gold teeth like BG
Fuck what them niggas sayin'
I know they need me
Backyard too much land, might build a teepee
Tripod hold a stick, pierce you like a CD
My bitch can't get my phone
She know not to ask me
Only Brandon Mitchell, know where the cash be
That's my blooda for life
Feel like mama had him
Someone play with her wrong, trust me
I'ma bag him mouth platinum, wrist random

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Lemon head shawty give me mouth
And it's so exquisite
Fuck her one time, she want her whip pimped
I'm not Xzibit
Talkin' 'bout she want a Birkin
Now she talkin' gibberish
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Apple head bitch give me dome
It's ten out of ten think that I won't fuck
On her friends, bitch, go think again
Concrete boy, been outside, bet she let me in

Shouldn't have to say this shit
But who we better than?
Told my bitch to go eat Mediterranean
Finna walk over this beat like a pedestrian
(Pedestrian) i just bought a brand-new whip
It is obsidian
This bitch wanna fuck, I just want mouth
So she upset again
Will I drive the Benz or the Lam'? Well
That depends
Double down on my numbers, I need all my ends
Pussy play with me wrong, go up in his chin
Call my young nigga Beyblade
He can't wait to spin (Spin)
I was seventeen years old tryna crack a BIN
(Yes) his lil' bitch a lil older
She like juice and gin (Oh, yes)
I like juice and Sprite
(Mhm) , so I call her twin

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Lemon head shawty give me mouth
And it's so exquisite
Fuck her one time, she want her whip pimped
I'm not Xzibit
Talkin' 'bout she want a Birkin
Now she talkin' gibberish
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Apple head bitch give me dome
It's ten out of ten think that I won't fuck
On her friends, bitch, go think again
Concrete boy, been outside, bet she let me in

Oh my, oh wow bitch think that I won't fuck
On all her friends
Told that stupid ho think again

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