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Leanin'

I’m leanin'… I’m leanin' in my whip Don’t pass no lean I don’t need no sip
I’m looking clean as clean can get She staring at me better get your…
I’m leanin' in my whip Don’t pass no lean I don’t need no sip
I’m looking clean as clean can get She staring at me better get your…
Shit I just be chillin' I don’t say much I just lay low
I just stay up on my j-o
Trying to stay away from jail Couple of ladies be on my trail
But I can’t tell cause I be well
I said I spit it, well
A nigga be on his business God as my witness
I’ve been relentless after the spinach Like Popeye
But I got to work on my fitness Cause I’ve been getting too much Popeye’s
Your shorty be looking at me Just a little bit too hard She cockeyed,
I’m not lyin'
Ain’t worrying 'bout the top Unless you put me in your Top 5
Off the head like a toupee I’ve been to France eaten soufflé
Come home rubber bands in a suitcase But a nigga can’t find his toothpaste
Said you play games like 2K Make money smoke weed everyday Bitch I got fans in
the UK
Bitch I got fans where you stay Touché I’m leanin' in my whip Don’t pass no
lean I don’t need no sip
I’m looking clean as clean can get She staring at me better get your…
I’m leanin' in my whip Don’t pass no lean I don’t need no sip
I’m looking clean as clean can get She staring at me better get your…
I’m leanin'… I’m leanin'… I’m leanin'… I’m leanin'… Yo hit you with
the Migos flow I do my thing like pro Hop in the thing and I go
Zero to a million I’m a hero to the children
Giving you the feeling of A nigga who’s a real one
On a mission to the M’s I need every single billion
These niggas ain’t appealing man These niggas
I ain’t letting shit slide boy I’m finna make a killing nigga Michael Myers
When I write with the pen Lighting firings
Spit propane boy call a firefighter You in the slow lane boy I be flying by ya
If your life is a move it’s Liar, Liar
What you selling?
I’m not a buyer I’m not inspired I’ve gotten tired
So I make my own now And don’t take no loan out Bitch I zone out
Hit the vapors or Hit the papers like school exams
Yo who the man?
Oh I’m the man
I guess real ass dudes is cool again I’m mobbing out with my hooligans
And smoking trees with my loser friends You tired of waiting around for me Well
hop your ass in that Uber then
I’m leanin' in my whip Don’t pass no lean I don’t need no sip
I’m looking clean as clean can get She staring at me better get your…
I’m leanin' in my whip Don’t pass no lean I don’t need no sip
I’m looking clean as clean can get She staring at me better get your…
I’m leanin'… I’m leanin'… I’m leanin'… I’m leanin'…