Okay, okay, yeah (Yo) Okay, okay, yeah, yeah Okay, okay (Yeah, yeah) Lean? L-E-A-N Too much drugs, so I need a detox But it's too much pain, so I need damn drugs Too many hoes in my fucking inbox I find happiness in my muhfuckin' earplugs I don't give a fuck about the fame, fuck that shit All y'all niggas lying on my name, cut that shit Now you niggas cap on everything, but that shit Love Santana puttin' you on game, trust that shit Trust that shit, fuck that bitch I can't be no jay, I ain't tweaking off of that shit Trust that shit, fuck that bitch Love Santana puttin' you on game, trust that shit Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Ayy, fuck that shit Yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah Ayy, fuck that bitch You need to get on your shit tonight Yo' nigga a bitch, in my crib tonight Hoes on a nigga, left and right See yo' brother with me, but no pressure in sight These niggas ain't real, like, "Yeah, a'ight" Cartier but my VVS bite Runtz on me, so I'm high as a kite Niggas pussy as fuck, fleshlight Ba-bad bitch, wanna test drive Walk in, got a bitch life Destiny's Child, I must have arrived These .223's make your bitch ask [?] It's 2:09, man I'm sleep deprived Don't nobody know how I'm feelin' this high I walk in that ho with a Glick on my side No second chances, no revives No second chances, can't do that This MAC-11 turn a nigga blue black I'm high as fuck, yeah I feel blue black I'mma manifest so I see these racks VVS, drip or drown like that What you say gang? Yo' bitch like that See the V yes, ho' that's on my back And [?] all we know, [?] And I'm still in the cut, nigga With them [?] on, you a fuck nigga With yo' damn fingers on what trigger? Hidin' that lil' nigga, in love nigga I cannot cuff no nigga Wanna feature from me? No nigga I cannot trust no nigga Fuck what you sayin', this a talent show nigga SRT, go nigga In real life, you a ho nigga Headshot, now they mind blown nigga Yo' bitch wanna damn blow a nigga [?] in my toes nigga I can't hang amongst those niggas Got the Glock at my shows nigga She fuckin' with the damn flow nigga Too much drugs, so I need a detox But it's too much pain, so I need damn drugs Too many hoes in my fucking inbox I find happiness in my muhfuckin' earplugs I don't give a fuck about the fame, fuck that shit All y'all niggas lying on my name, cut that shit Now all you niggas cap on everything, but that shit Love Santana puttin' you on game, trust that shit Trust that shit, fuck that bitch I can't be no jay, I ain't tweaking off of that shit Trust that shit, fuck that bitch Love Santana puttin' you on game, trust that shit Yeah, yeah