In the kitchen, making a jug full of pink lemonade, yeah
Check out my wrist, and it's glistening
Juice that I'm sipping is straight minute maid, yeah
I'm sober mommy, kids popping mollies
I'm so ashamed, it's ruining your brain
Y'all mother huggers be rapping 'bout drugs and you're doing them
Proving you're stupid and losing your way
Y'all changed up
Stuck with the drugs and the lame stuff
Popping perkies
What's the perk of a grade one in the body of somebody that is famous, yeah
And I hate all this bar popping, car hopping trash
Y'all should sit back, do some homework, relax
All your careers gonna end in a crash
You know your girl hit me up trying to smash
Double cup full of lean
No ice on my wrist but my flow so mean, yeah
It's just me and the team
Puffing this reefer, we smoking this tree, yeah
I'm Raw Material
I smoke a blunt and I eat all your cereal
Sober mommy calling up on my phone
He don't want me to smoke blunts alone
We always hungry
Taking a puff, then we got all the munchies
All of this energy, bouncing like bunnies
We chilling with hunnies from all different countries
Pull up with the lean gang and they running from me
Think this is funny? It's not a joke
Sober and I, we getting all these hoes
I hit it raw, then I go hit the clinic
Pink lemonade is the reason I did it, yeah