Lyrics Please - Gleesh

Please

You don’t want work for me
Got something for that ass boy
Think ya work for free
I got pounds and bags with that cash boy
You ain’t my cup of tea
I got pounds of that boof batch
Trash bags zipped down to my last boy
Instagram this weed (All dis weed! Lean!)
I just sold 3 Qp’s
I need four whole oz’s
When im sippin that lean (dat LEAAN!)
An im smokin Irene, if ya know what I mean
Its yung gleesh, yung gleetchie
An I fuck wit BD’s
Im from DC, but shouts out pee wee
Im from northeast?
but I fuck wit GD’s
Nigga, pleaaasee
Serve me some lean (dat leaaan! Ayeee!)
Pleaaasee!
I need some leaaan
Pleaaasee!
serve me some weed!
(AHHHH!)
Pleaaaseee!
im so gleetchie
Its like pleaaaseee!
Serve me some lean!
Turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up
Turn up it all gon' turn up
Yung gleesh gon get burnt up
Instagram get hooked up
Work wit da work
Bitch ya know yung gleesh was booked up
And i serve that boof bag plus i got it gook’d up
Serving drugs ya time got looked up
Shortie want da work wit da work
Gleetchie ain’t with 1017
But I seen u with with chief keef
Na im down in the basement clique with wayne and meechie
Im in simple city with momo down in BC
That molly low wit when i see ya down in
I was taking gallons of goop from niggas and that was very recent
I was runnin in niggas houses cuz the money was very decent
(woah) lemme slow it down a bit
One time i took some and the nigga had a fit
I robbed a nigga one time and he only had a Vick