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(Money)

Money money sticky honey
Nothin’ sweeter death is funny
Cash cash so relaxed
Grass is greener life’s a blast

Ahh
Hold on tight and make it

with 777
Still carry mac 11's in 711
He sour like a lemon tell me who sent him
He mad bout the racks I got in my denim
Can't walk in my shoes no you

I ran away from home the day I turned 18
From the way saw on the other side the grass was always green
So I found the fastest car in that Lemon Lot

Fahren durch die Stadt
Auto ohne Dach
Bitches am Start
Paffen dass Grass

Wieder zu am Arsch
Fliegen hoch zu dem Mars
Und rauchen baba Gras aus

choruses sang at their place
Got beef with their fall from graze
Get stoned like grass there ain't
A point to making lemonade
If the lemons expired today
Out

the blind kid today,
and once more, to mow this tall grass
in vain

Enough !
Enough !

A new broken car
need you to sweat
And who will harvest
the lemon

Ever since a young-in in school I was known to misbehave
Skipping class, smokin grass, writing raps with iffy grades
Brodie told me if life gives you

Repeat 2xs
V1:
They say hate real the love bitter
I Keep The grass so low where the  snakes slither
We Slide by and kill the whispers
With these hollow

This ain't mid this is gas
This exotic not that grass
I'm a goat not a rat
You a pussy you a cat
Fuck a hating nigga I can see these niggas mad
Wait...

with money
But money will bring you greed in time
They say the grass is always greener
If I'm feeding mine
Then I ain't worried bout ya pockets
I'll just

So hot I'm fuckin up the climate
He talkin' all that but he lyin' man
When life gives you lemons make lemonade
When bitches act up kick em out da way

The drip cold brisk lemon ice tea 
Ya niggas started laughing when I said she got that ice tea 
Ya niggas look the same and y'all only wear the white tees

meaning

Broken bones stepping stones
Summertime hey come on drink your wine

I never squeezed your lemon
You never baked my pie
It was a lifetime in

rights
Those snippets of life, every time I think I'm wrong

Well that's life and life is just that
Hard at times, bitter sweet lemon peach in my tea

red, violets are blue
Pornhub is down, your Facebook will do
Roses are red, grass is greener
I think of you when I touch my weiner

Won't you be my

you better leave
She been salty since I made that song bout lemon-pepper wings
Wasn't good at being prince, I'll be a better king
I assure the grass in

be really tempted
You better keep your lemon squeeze
They shooting shit with ease make me sick I might just sneeze
Done feel in love with trees, it

yo bitch beggin,
I left her on her knees,
Who got the real lemon cherry I need 6 P's,
I'll blow the whole bag til I'm dizzy,
2400 for a mag, this is

fit
Heard there's snakes in my grass, chop it
Aiming for you noodle when I got the chopstick
Bitch I'm feeling like a glock how I pop shit
Feeling like

a lot upon my chin
Say smile up on my face but I wanna sin
Free my broskee out the can
Soon home soon land
Its only paper in our plans
That lemon that

the lawyer
They thinking about arresting me

Cutters in the truck
And they check don't come from the lemon tree
Xanies and the Zaza got me slow as a centipede

peers till I'm growing white hairs
Take the path less traveled by I'ma sight seer
Yeah
Kinda funny how a cloud of lemon haze keep my mind clear
I'm freer

on your ass
In the grass you will bleed
Cuz you went and fucked with me
Keep my word, you'll kiss the curb
Taste the cold concrete
Southern Sigils in this

in it
This one had glass in it
This tastes like soap
This one has grass in it
This one had something that floats
You can always send it back
I've been