(Lee, L-E-A-F)
Real lean, yeah, I know you see it
Pull off in a Beamer, talkin' 'bout, "Yeah, I see ya"
He say he gettin' money, to be honest, I do not believe him
Smokin' on good gas pack, it got my lungs hurt
Just bought an expensive-ass bag, and now that ho flirt
Cops on my ass and I got so nervous
He don't want no beef, nigga went cold turkey
So many niggas done switched, now I can't show mercy
Like I can't hang with 'em
Swing the Glock, swing, I wanna bang with 'em
You wanna hang with 'em, then you lay with 'em
You ain't talkin' money, I'm zonin' off
Yeah, I'm so high, I just crashed the foreign
Fuck it, I might get four more
Catch one lackin', then we scorе
We lеt that boy in the past like four scores
Real lean, yeah, I know you see it
Pull off in a Beamer, talkin' 'bout, "Yeah, I see ya"
He say he gettin' money, to be honest, I do not believe him
Smokin' on good gas pack, it got my lungs hurt
Oh, oh, yeah, yeah
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