Lean & Juice
Feel like snoop
But I'm off lean and juice
They say murder was the case
But he ain't mean to shoot
I still got blood stains on my Tims
Still ain't clean them boots
They say I took something from him
But they ain't see the proof
Roccin Vans like im a skater boy
They speak on Tone, We Step on him like we the raider Boys
Call my phone like you want smoke
Turn you to vapor boy
They called medics in advance
They still can't save the boy
Ay ay
They still can't save him
Posting them guns but still ain't spray em
I went to court it, slowed me down
But it ain't faze em
I want to treat him like a blunt of runts and Blaze em
I'm ATM and That mean Money be my language
I got Pills & Potions,
Football coach put drills in motion.
I'm tryna see how long his body stink
Before they notice.
I'm tryna see how far is body sink inside the ocean.
I could be seventy years old
And won't get tired of Loc'n
Feel like snoop
But I'm off lean & juice
They say murder was the case
But he ain't mean to shoot
I still got blood stains on my Tims
Still ain't clean them boots
They say I took something from him
But they ain't see the proof
But I'm off lean and juice
They say murder was the case
But he ain't mean to shoot
I still got blood stains on my Tims
Still ain't clean them boots
They say I took something from him
But they ain't see the proof
Roccin Vans like im a skater boy
They speak on Tone, We Step on him like we the raider Boys
Call my phone like you want smoke
Turn you to vapor boy
They called medics in advance
They still can't save the boy
Ay ay
They still can't save him
Posting them guns but still ain't spray em
I went to court it, slowed me down
But it ain't faze em
I want to treat him like a blunt of runts and Blaze em
I'm ATM and That mean Money be my language
I got Pills & Potions,
Football coach put drills in motion.
I'm tryna see how long his body stink
Before they notice.
I'm tryna see how far is body sink inside the ocean.
I could be seventy years old
And won't get tired of Loc'n
Feel like snoop
But I'm off lean & juice
They say murder was the case
But he ain't mean to shoot
I still got blood stains on my Tims
Still ain't clean them boots
They say I took something from him
But they ain't see the proof
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Writer(s): Tyshawn Morton
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