Lean Talk!
I'm sipping lean, I don't know how to walk
I'm sipping lean, I don't know how to act
Cheated on my girl, I still get her back
Thirty round it hit that boy in the back
Beat him up like knick and knack patty whack
Now they ask me, "Nada why you do that?"
No he not from the hood bitch I heard he from Pontiac
I'm sipping lean, I don't know where the potty at
Bad little bitch she ask me, "Where the party at?"
He talking tough, might catch another body, yeah
I'm in the coupe the shotgun riding shotty, yeah
Leave his red head like 2016 Yachty, yeah
Give a fuck about the opposition
Bitches switching, got more important shit to worry 'bout
When she finish necking me then I hurry out
Thirty on me bitch I just brought the Curry out
Thirty on me bitch I just brought the jersey out
I was in New York but I'm in New Jersey now
Bad little bitch she looking like Kirby now
'Cause her pussy pink and she just keep sucking me
I don't give a fuck 'bout bitches but luckily
Got a bitch that look like the ugly duckling
I bought her Fendi, she like New York & Company
Brand new Hades send that boy to the underworld
Lil' bitch keep dragging tryna see my underpants
Too much water send that boy to the sunken place
Too much money niggas can't even understand
Hollow tips gon' make that boy do the running man
If you run up on me bet' have your gun in hand
If you run up on me you better kill me
Look in my cup and that shit is so filthy
Got a bad bitch and that bitch on my dream team
She hit me up when she wan' eat my pee pee
I'm sipping lean, I think I need to pee-pee
Whole lot of red but I'm starting to see green
Whole lot of red but I'm starting to see green
Whole lot of red but I'm starting to-
My name Nada AKA Mister Hit-A-Lick
I just made her get on top and she hit a split
Bitch I keep the stick like I'm playing Quidditch
RIP Juice, it's goodbye and good riddance
Thirty round gon' hit that boy in the rib cage
He a joker and I feel like I'm Bruce Wayne
Show no mercy, on his head like a toupee
Don't need Act' tomorrow, I need it today
Don't need Act' tomorrow, I need it today
Don't need Act' on Monday, I need it Tuesday
I'm sipping lean, I don't know how to act
Cheated on my girl, I still get her back
Thirty round it hit that boy in the back
Beat him up like knick and knack patty whack
Now they ask me, "Nada why you do that?"
No he not from the hood bitch I heard he from Pontiac
I'm sipping lean, I don't know where the potty at
Bad little bitch she ask me, "Where the party at?"
He talking tough, might catch another body, yeah
I'm in the coupe the shotgun riding shotty, yeah
Leave his red head like 2016 Yachty, yeah
Give a fuck about the opposition
Bitches switching, got more important shit to worry 'bout
When she finish necking me then I hurry out
Thirty on me bitch I just brought the Curry out
Thirty on me bitch I just brought the jersey out
I was in New York but I'm in New Jersey now
Bad little bitch she looking like Kirby now
'Cause her pussy pink and she just keep sucking me
I don't give a fuck 'bout bitches but luckily
Got a bitch that look like the ugly duckling
I bought her Fendi, she like New York & Company
Brand new Hades send that boy to the underworld
Lil' bitch keep dragging tryna see my underpants
Too much water send that boy to the sunken place
Too much money niggas can't even understand
Hollow tips gon' make that boy do the running man
If you run up on me bet' have your gun in hand
If you run up on me you better kill me
Look in my cup and that shit is so filthy
Got a bad bitch and that bitch on my dream team
She hit me up when she wan' eat my pee pee
I'm sipping lean, I think I need to pee-pee
Whole lot of red but I'm starting to see green
Whole lot of red but I'm starting to see green
Whole lot of red but I'm starting to-
My name Nada AKA Mister Hit-A-Lick
I just made her get on top and she hit a split
Bitch I keep the stick like I'm playing Quidditch
RIP Juice, it's goodbye and good riddance
Thirty round gon' hit that boy in the rib cage
He a joker and I feel like I'm Bruce Wayne
Show no mercy, on his head like a toupee
Don't need Act' tomorrow, I need it today
Don't need Act' tomorrow, I need it today
Don't need Act' on Monday, I need it Tuesday
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Writer(s): Nnamdi Anaba
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