Kayote - Green Tea Citrus

Yuh, Green tea citrus
Yuh, Green tea citrus yuh
Yuh, you know I fuck with the Lipton yuh
Hmm, yuh yuh yuh
Green tea citrus
You know I fuck with the Lipton
So you think I can't swim like I'm in a
Yuh, Green tea

Yeah I got drip
If a nigga know me, know I be dripping
All black fit
With a vest on so niggas think I can't swim
I fuck with the Lipton
Mix a lil sumn in it so it hit different
Yeah I be sipping
Gas in the air, n it smell like Green tea citrus

I use the chopper and dump it
Lil bitty she give me top like a muffin
I had to tell her to stop for I buss it
No, I am not with discussion
Bring it back slow down
My girl mad, oh wow
Said we had slow down
So imma asshole now
And my gas so loud
Before the Coronavirus, I was stuck in the house
Yeah I might show out
But I never been the type get to running the mouth
Blunts, to the face
Dunks, and they laced
Running shit no race
Fuck a mix nigga sip straight

Like my liq when it look like my lady
So I'm sipping brown no chaser
Lil, you cannot be me my baby
Every time I hit that spot like a laser
She on the way, no I don't claim her
She for the streets, no I can't save her
Tell her come thru later
She for today, no she not my baby
Lil nigga from the east
301, MD, PGC
That nigga go crazy, he really passing the rock CP3
So now he OKC, he really making em them sing, do-re-mi
They copy and paste on me
But they know they ain't gon be Kayote

If a nigga know me, know I be dripping
All black fit
With a vest on so niggas think I can't swim
I fuck with the Lipton
Mix a lil sumn in it so it hit different
Yeah I be sipping
Gas in the air, n it smell like green tea citrus

Said I got drip
If a nigga don't think so know he tripping
All black fit
With a mask on so niggas know I'm on a mission, shit
You can get hit
I send them shots leave you pissed
Like older easter rabbit I hop with the stick
Lil nigga I'm not gonna miss
I'm silent with steady maneuvers
She bad so I'd definitely do her
Serving that skunk so I Pepé Le Pew ya
This not how that reggie'll do ya
This official while you getting residual
This'll hit you like a nigga who's physical
Spicy paper give me visuals
Been a minute since I tripped off of chemicals
Pockets on fat off a bonbon
My money souped-up like a wonton
Drugs got me geeked I'm too far gone
We race you gon see my exhaust fogs
My revving I'm long gone
Yeah I'm first and you silver like Long John
We locked down we got strong bonds
You gon come between that no you thought wrong

Three's on Dwayne Wade
Lil uh in the blunt so I'm faded
Tell em ease off bang bang
That's the uh, end up getting em wasted
I got work situated
And it's loud so it's been insulated
And her uh, salivated
In her mouth like she articulating
I'm 10 on the way
I'm setting the pace and selling the dank
Hop in the Audi sedan 4 door 4 ring foreign
Get in and race
Smoking gas fuck a brake
That's exhaust in your face
Only thang a nigga chase is the bank
What you thank

If a nigga know me, know I be dripping
All black fit
With a vest on so niggas think I can't swim
I fuck with the Lipton
Mix a lil sumn in it so it hit different
Yeah I be sipping
Gas in the air, n it smell like green tea citrus

Written by:
Ethan Steide

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