rikers island

Man this bitch want me to trick hell nah I keep pouring lines
I keep pouring lines and I still ain't high

Man this bitch want me to trick
Bro just bought a brand new stick
I swear he don't ever miss
These niggas fake they counterfeit
I got some model Ina whip
I did the dash she want a Uber
Kicked her out she said I'm rude what the fuck I'm posed to do
I told bro chill he wanna shoot
She not my type she not that cute
I had to laugh because it's true
Man this a cat it got no roof?
I'm bout to cop some Ricky boots
I fucked ya bitch she think im cute
It's 1 bitch I ain't never fuck
She share wigs with her mama

Just ask flak he gon tell you if im lying
Im pouring lean double cup i think it's science
Im pouring lean dub that bitch she won't stop crying
She gave me head last night while i was driving

Hit the dash when i see sirens
She trynna cuff me rikers island
I use that bitch just like appliances
I'm pouring lean man I'm a scientist
My pockets big they fat as Zion
Bro cop the switch incase they eyeing
She do what I say I think I'm Simon
I throw up the M like this shit sign language
They think I'm fly I'm high as pilots is
Don't bite my swag it's only me
The dudes that's on my cash is sleep
I spilled lean all on my jeans



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Writer(s): Chris Duesbury, Rookiewavs .
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