Текст песни Lemonade - Xeni

I might spark the flame, yeah, post it with the gang
She might scream my name, yeah, that bitch go insane
Yeah, that jewelry all gold, just like lemonade
I'ma blow her back out, you can call me Bane

I'ma blow her back out, no, I feel like Bane
When I pull the mag out, he gon' feel the pain
And you know she tap out, she gon' scream my name
When I pull the flag out, we gon' win the game

Yeah, bitch, yeah, yeah, I might just pop my shit
Eatin' Taco Bells with the fuckin' grits
Better send yourself, or I'll run your shit
Yeah, my niggas straight from hell, they be bloods' Crips

They be bloods' n Crips, I might just go get my ricks
Fuckin' on your bitch, I'm not tryna have no kids
Do it for the thrill, yeah, your bitch, she give me chills
Ballin' on the hills, I ain't gotta pay no bills

I might spark the flame, yeah, post it with the gang
She might scream my name, yeah, that bitch go insane
Yeah, that jewelry all gold, just like lemonade
I'ma blow her back out, you can call me Bane

I'ma blow her back out, no, I feel like Bane
When I pull the mag out, he gon' feel the pain
And you know she tap out, she gon' scream my name
When I pull the flag out, we gon' win the game

I got that pressure, my baby do not test her
She send me letters, and now I gotta get her
Some, Margelia, I'm with that bitch forever
My bitch is nasty, your bitch, yeah, she vanilla

I might spark the flame, yeah, post it with the gang
She might scream my name, yeah, that bitch go insane
Yeah, that jewelry all gold, just like lemonade
I'ma blow her back out, you can call me Bane