[Verse] Sippin' on this lean, I'm off my balance beam, yeah Sippin' on this lean, I'm off my, yeah Sippin' on this lean, I'm off my balance beam Doin' all this dirt and never plantin' seeds Fuckin' all these hoes and never wifin' one Fuckin' all these hoes I bet your wife is one Fuckin' all these hoes and wifin' all of 'em They say Tunechi hit the coke and I say aw, fuck it Then I pull the molly out and look what I got Then she stick her tongue out like some high tops Then she stick her tongue out like some high tops Eyes blush all red like she saw a crop Flag blush all red, when we mob out Shoot you right up in your head between your eye brows And then my young niggas break in your trap house Trigger finger ichin' like it's in an ant pile I'm just sippin' on this lean, I'm off my balance beam Standin' and speakin' could be so challenging Got these niggas in save mode They know I'm in ape mode They don't come up to my cage close Whats the code to that safe though? Get the chips and dip like queso Body niggas then lay low Don't come out til that case closed Snortin' lines til her face froze Sittin' on top of yayo Sittin' on bread like mayo Like butter on top of beagle Like tomatoes or egg yo Hustle like I'm dead broke Bullshit got my head hurt Tec-9 in my pants leg I'm limpin' harder than Fred Durst I just wanna tie you to the bed and give you head girl I don't have a problem leaving gun over your head girl I'mma make it storm on your head girl Goin' hard, gettin' laid all day Been goin' hard all day Pussy nigga would fuck with me Then I Blow the candles out on my cake I blow your head off, no call or no stray No barkin' dogs or stray I just ordered all the D'usse Blow a hundred G's without panicking My homie trafficking, he just savaging I'm really playin' with money, you just tampering You playin' with your life, why you gambling? I'm fuckin' on your wife while you scrambling I say who this pussy for, she say your majesty I pull out a bag of white and she hit that and sneeze She gone cut that nigga off, he an amputee Now she really bout that life She the one for me And every time we see the lights She hold that gun for me And every time a package come she sample some for me She ain't no actress but I got her actin' up for me And all my niggas in cake mode All my niggas in Tec mode Red beam on your face, you look like Rudolph with the red nose Tunechi rockin' red gold Slit my wrists and I bled gold Quick to finnessee a bitch My gift of gab came with a red bow When I Just wanna tie you to the bed and give you head girl And I, I know I'm probably going over your head girl And fuck your nigga He ain't doin' shit, I done said worse Dirty south, that red dirt Drop down with that work boy You ain't leavin' here til I weigh it first Time to make your burst Oh, lil mama with the head work She suck my dick till my leg thirst She swallow that shit, damn burp Swallow that shit, damn burp I fucked her best friend first Her boyfriend be gettin' on her last nerve Pussy ass nigga need a pap smear Pussy ass nigga need a pap smear All my niggas need cash first Fresh pair of Vans and a plaid shirt Skateboard, snowboard, and surf Ridin' on my wave all day Squad boys all day Wish a nigga would fuck with us We'll put a smile off of his face And play it all day Jose chop you up Put your body parts in the freezer, we got supper for months Yeah, and I'm just fuckin' all these hoes and never wifin' one I'm just Fuckin' all these hoes I bet your wife is one Tell your ho, I said last night was funTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
