Sticky Bandit - Green Tea Lemonade

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

Written by:
Sticky Bandit

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