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finn and jake - lil lemon (orpheus goon) lyrics

[verse 1: lil lemon]
shut the f*ck up, b*tch, you’re a f*ckin’ lame hoe
got the f*ckin’ big draco and it gon’ blow
just a f*ckin’ hard ass mothaf*cka with a hard flow
stay by myself, stay on all ten toes
got my boys screaming out they wanna go to soho
we got green and alcohol by the f*ckin’ boatloads
y’all n*ggas turning green, y’all is f*ckin’ toads
smoking out a big bowl, y’all is just f*ckin’ trolls

yeah that’s how we roll, so much sh*t that i stowed
thinking bout switching my sh*t and doing techno
told that p*ssy n*gga that he better change his tone
remember when i lent that p*ssy ass my old phone
now i’m on the roselawn streets and i roam
dumb n*ggas like you are just so death pr*ne
smoking all this loud got me f*cking up the ozone
and right now i think i’m at an all time low

spirits creeping on me and it’s name is [?]
i rep roselawn but my dad originated in lowell
i wear black and i love red clothes
drinking the water with a lil pinch of rose
can’t start as diamonds you have to start as coal
got the f*ckin’ left and right rioting at the polls
left the yak in the open and it got k*rolled
passing my geometry class no thanks to k*roll
[verse 2: yung ulcer]

run up on yung ulcer you get shot up like a target
you ain’t got no talent so you should just stick to farming
can’t wait til i find who snitched to mike, it’s harmon
free my boy carson, i just committed larson
f*ck my moms boyfriend and his sh*tty ass apartment
when i pull up on your block i decorate with garments
didn’t bring my drac so imma shoot you with a varmint
my sh*ts f*cking flame like the old house of the parmans

my ex b*tch was emo she was always self harming
take it or leave it i ain’t tryna bargain
i ain’t tryna talk unless we talking bout the margins
the feds at my door and they just barged in
f*ck chemistry class i don’t care about no carbon
i’m eating real good while those africans be starving
stab a b*tch 80 times i pretend that i’m carving
flexing real hard i got bape all on my garments

on a different wave and i’m on a different tempo
murdered hunter schoonveld now i murder instrumentals
opp died on my birthday, that’s not coincidental
stay mad p*ssy like a b*tch that’s on her menstrual
i smoke on some haas you just smoking on some menthols
shouting f*ck my ex b*tch because she was so mental
real sh*t in my dna i gave your b*tch a sample
riding my own wave
while you digging your own grave
money i get paid
while you working like a slave
that sh*t will never change
but i can get your death arrange
b*tch i journal daily you can’t even fill a page
greatest of the year that’s a blank you put my name in

[verse 3: lil lemon]

ay n*gga, what are you to say n*gga
when i pull up wit a f*ckin’ ak n*gga
let it blow loud, n*gga let it blow away n*gga
let it blow away, let it all escape n*gga
you can’t [?] my past
motherf*cker with the vip season pass
i finished first place in the race you finished last
broke your arm like a stick now you have to wear a cast
causing genocide we causing murders in the mass

not just the past, the f*cking pass
that’s the f*cking lost my f*cking dad mad f*g
f*ckin tuggin the mag away from the f*ckin price tag
which is a scam and don’t fall for the fans n*gga d*mn man
[?] watching ice cream man, f*cking man yeah band jam
animals at the red cups, monkeys ass hiccups
young kid stuck in the mud, which is the old school
but they the new school so we the newer school
we the new generation, we the new cool
we f*ckin define the f*ckin new cool

- lil lemon orpheus goon lyrics

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