I got too much lean in my cup, damn, damn (screwed up) I got too much lean in my cup, damn, damn (screwed up) BeatKing Kong bad bitches call me sire Got this purple in my syrup, all my bitches look like Tyra Flexin' pull at V Life with a car full of strippers Got this pistol on my dick while I'm sittin' on them bitches 5 bands in 10 minutes, Club God you a fool When the hoe know you balling, when you walking they gon' chose Mix that molly with that lean, she gon' fuck my whole crew I don't fuck hoes to Drake, I fuck hoes jammin' Screw I got too much lean in my cup, damn, damn (screwed up) I got too much lean in my cup, damn, damn (screwed up) Too much lean in my cup, got a nigga movin' slow Swangin' down the block, chunking deuce to niggas I don't know I got bitches up in Cypress, they on lean and they like it Got that paper, then I pipe her She my side and you wive her Nigga swangin' on them fo's with a trunk full of Jackie Chan Watching for them jackers, behind that seat that Afghanistan Lookin' for the laws, I got [?], Imma go R.I.P. Paul Walker got a nigga swanging slow Swerve up your in lot watch a young nigga flex Bitch get up off my session if you ain't talking I don't sex Got your gal on my dick, niggas salty looking stressed VIP, 20 deep with that heat if they got plex I got too much lean in my cup, damn, damn (screwed up) I got too much lean in my cup, damn, damn (screwed up) Too much lean in my cup, screens fall watching Scandal Northside, Studewood niggas trappin' out the bando [?] in my door [?], 6 12's in the back Give a yella a headache if she sit in my slab Turnin' heads on the Ave with that paper on my mind Niggas mad that I'm turnt up, they don't wanna see my shine I ain't trippin off these haters on my lap it's that 9 D-Carter in the passage, he gon' lay a nigga down I got too much lean in my cup, damn, damn (screwed up) I got too much lean in my cup, damn, damn (screwed up)