Lean & Liquor (feat. Xander Dior & Jayy)
Lean, lean, lean, lean, lean, lean, bitch
Lean, lean, lean, bitch, lean, lean, yeah, bitch
Lean on my wrist, playing tag with your bitch, yuh
I don't fuck with pussies, so go and take the picture
Doing substances, so I might be the winner
Drinking all this lean and mixing it with liquor
Bitch, yeah, hardcore liquor, she leaning on my figure
Stacking up my racks, and kissing hoes, toting triggers
Making seven figures, you don't get no bitches
If you finna fuck a chick, she's gonna be a witch yuh
Spell up on my dick, yuh, sipping lean and liquor
Leave you in a ditch, leaning on my figure
Doing codeine with a hardcore liquor
Lean and mix the river lean and lean and lean and uh
You ain't shit, you ain't shit
I'm bout to spit, wanna get lit?
You ain't shit, you ain't shit, ayy
Hit the bitch with the Glock 19
Better be ready for bedtime, it's better be in my bag
Better be ready for this 10, I'm tryna be there, not your friend
That's just how shit goes
I ain't tryna fuck with you if you ain't tryna fuck with me
If you want me, we'll be in a corner sipping lean
Sipping lean, sipping lean
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Sipping lean, I can't feel, feel a fucking thing
Oh, oh, I'm bout to blow
I had to sell out every show
In that whip, he was talking shit
Hit him in the block, hit him in the face
That's a facelift, knock his ass down
Hit him with a five, five, six
With the Draco, with the Draco
Have my day go so great?
Oh, I'm bout to blow, call me double trade
Lean, lean, lean, bitch, lean, lean, yeah, bitch
Lean on my wrist, playing tag with your bitch, yuh
I don't fuck with pussies, so go and take the picture
Doing substances, so I might be the winner
Drinking all this lean and mixing it with liquor
Bitch, yeah, hardcore liquor, she leaning on my figure
Stacking up my racks, and kissing hoes, toting triggers
Making seven figures, you don't get no bitches
If you finna fuck a chick, she's gonna be a witch yuh
Spell up on my dick, yuh, sipping lean and liquor
Leave you in a ditch, leaning on my figure
Doing codeine with a hardcore liquor
Lean and mix the river lean and lean and lean and uh
You ain't shit, you ain't shit
I'm bout to spit, wanna get lit?
You ain't shit, you ain't shit, ayy
Hit the bitch with the Glock 19
Better be ready for bedtime, it's better be in my bag
Better be ready for this 10, I'm tryna be there, not your friend
That's just how shit goes
I ain't tryna fuck with you if you ain't tryna fuck with me
If you want me, we'll be in a corner sipping lean
Sipping lean, sipping lean
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Sipping lean, I can't feel, feel a fucking thing
Oh, oh, I'm bout to blow
I had to sell out every show
In that whip, he was talking shit
Hit him in the block, hit him in the face
That's a facelift, knock his ass down
Hit him with a five, five, six
With the Draco, with the Draco
Have my day go so great?
Oh, I'm bout to blow, call me double trade
Credits
Writer(s): Oscar Hughes
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