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[Chorus]

(Huh, lean)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Lean, lean, lean)

All she do is scream and yell (Yeah)

Had to get my bucks up, yeah

Without you, yeah, I'm fucked up, but I don't give a damn

Slut truck, pull up on you girl, I'm in a RAM (I'm in a RAM)

I'ma dye my hair red to show you who I am

And I hope the Xans don't fuck up my plan (My plan)

And I hope this bitch don't fuck up my mans (My mans)

Pull up in a all-black coupe, yeah, you know what I'm sayin'?

I don't know you, but you know what I'm feelin' (Me, me, yeah)

All Balenci' and this denim, bitch, you trippin', ho

I don't care, it ain't rented, and it made it over

[Verse]

When I am finished, talk to your bitch and she gon' pick me up

She wanna kiss me, yeah, bitch, I'ma kiss the cup

Wishy, yeah, wishy-wishy, watch your stuff (Ayy)

Uh, all the blue strips in the Gucci duffel

Loosey-goosey, yeah, miss her butt, her pussy, yeah

Go pop that pussy, yeah, 'cause I wasn't even that into you

Movin' money and my mama know I'm rackin', fuck

All of the people think that I'm just perkin' up

She said, "I'm too old for you," but I'm the only one who can make you cum

Bitch, I'm gon' work it, yeah, bitch, is you gon' work it? Yeah (Four, five, six, seven, .223)

And you can always do what you want to be (Uh)

Everybody look at me, and they like, "How you work it?" Yeah

Me, me, when I die put me in a Supreme coffin (Supreme coffin)

And I'm runnin' the Gucci runway, yeah, I'm mean-moggin'

Bitch, I'm lean coughin', fuck that shit, don't be walkin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

I got the fiends talkin', yeah, I got the fiends talkin'

[Chorus]

(Huh, lean)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Lean, lean, lean)

All she do is scream and yell (Yeah)

Had to get my bucks up, yeah

Without you, yeah, I'm fucked up, but I don't give a damn

Slut truck, pull up on you girl, I'm in a RAM (I'm in a RAM)

I'ma dye my hair red to show you who I am

And I hope the Xans don't fuck up my plan (My plan)

And I hope this bitch don't fuck up my mans (My mans)

Pull up in a all-black coupe, yeah, you know what I'm sayin'?

I don't know you, but you know what I'm feelin' (Me, me, yeah)

All Balenci' and this denim, bitch, you trippin', ho

I don't care, it ain't rented, and it made it over