CITRON - AHC

Chicka chicka on my boom I blow the roof off

Dove soap bar gonna scrub it out your mouth

Check on your style cause it’s ‘bouta go out

Like the flame in your eyes when you ask if I’m down

Put on earphones gonna wanna hear the bass

Run it AH, I’m the ace, espera tie my shoelace

I put in the time, prime take a look at my grades

I do everything I should be and I never retrograde

Turn it up, then you turn back down

No, no, I hate that sound

Get off the AUX, queue sabor a melao

Yea cold hony I drown

If I get the idea, gotta go now

Havn’t even hit 1 thou

What I like to hear when I get a new sound

I start running before I ever hit the ground

Still not down, and my mind won’t change

Demasiado lejos baby outta my range

Hit the pavement, new money cha-ching

노래방 gimme that mic I’ll sing

Won’t think twice, make your corazón flutter

I don’t have an issue with you sorry mother-

I won’t hold your hand, get ya head up out the gutter

Beats glide like citron, smooth like butter

Never run it back

To the way it used to be tongue in cheek

How I handle everything

Now look how I’m gonna bring

Renaissance girl no it’s not a fling

Break it til I swing, take it to the spring

I don’t need green

Cause I cut my lawn, surfin' on my Ron Jon

Picking up a long johns

I got pros for your cons, and I go for the bronze

Gotta load full of odds, feel a mouth full gauze

Running with the big dogs

I’ll give you my info, don’t call me

I’m a little bit timid I’m sorry

Mindset that your putting on me

Muddy up mind now my shoes are dirty

Coming out of my shell like a cicada

Tryna craft my mind set, breaking that acacia

Yeah I’m crispy and i’m clean, cause I only use Aveda

Don’t try to make a scene, I’m the alpha you’re the beta

I just play around why you so serious

Try to have fun wit it try to stay ignorant

Dodging any bullshit that I know imminent

Smelled like (pff) the first time don’t spit again

Drama filled people and me aren’t synonyms

Trust Me we aren’t in the same syndicate

Oh, They ain’t catch it the first time Nick

Huh Go head tell ‘em what you meant again

I’m an irreverent motherfucker, who’s never been trabble loving

In fact I’m the type of person to ask before

Burning rubber and gladly I’ll help another that’s masking their inner fervor

It’s taxing to be undercover

So relax ya lil taxidermy

And crash you been at it running

At maximum axies turning

It’s actually that concerning

The baddest of bad is still learning

That having the baddest act at a magnitude

Cracked as that

Is the raddest lil fact of cats you could have on your journey

Yet you’re caught in the common trap that

You’re scratched don’t need a wrap

That’s the fattest of cataracts to ignore when

You’re hurting

You gotta pay attention

Days you’ve missed it, Stay retentive

You dan’t want it to be catacysmic

Stave the misses, save the winnings

Make ya wishes come from nothing to fruition

Take the mission, make or break the mission

Hate the mission, just don’t fake the mission

He need that and she need that so

Genie that happiness don’t compliment ya When you these plaques and see these

backs between these acts

And you think you should repeat that

When really he sends twacked and she be wack

Bequenth these masks underneath is a feeble cast

So when you heat these stacks

Of repeat facts

You meet these stats of unhappy organisms

Set it to 450, we gon turn up the temperature

We midoriya coming cause we gon turn off the Hit one million percent of

something serious

Killing ya got one million more sentences

If that ain’t the finisher

Want smoke we delivering at ya done with the villianry

We obliterating competition out with the tyranny

Foot on neck of the enemy

It’s on sight you ain’t hearing me

I’m a drop it off slow just so she can

Pick it up!

Pick up the phone

Move like molasses in my vision

Like woah woah gol!

scored in my zone

I got ya stressed make ya cortisol go

Up up up like my name is Russel

I don’t gotta light a fire cuz I got the hustle

Green bottles everywhere they make you try to guzzle

I’m not tryna make you nervous I just pulled a muscle

I’m pullin out all the stops

I’ll hit you up when the next track drops

In my own lane, with nobody to talk

To now

Don’t know you put u in a box

Caution, a mob to the mosh pit

All time plays ‘bouta sky rocket

Free mind, I tell no lies

Sip on the citron

Then we fly by