Lyrics: Jordan Johnson/Jarad Higgins
Music: Kieran Baker
I sipping on Red Dammit I'm a leaner
She say that I'm mean wait until I turn meaner
Pull up on the scene 40 on me with a beam（Yeah）
You ain't no hard nigga you a misdemeanor
I'm a felony f**k that B***h from heaven her name angel p***y heavenly
I be so d*mn groovy off this M***y like the 70s
I'm at Double G with it you shopping at the Dollar Tree
I'ma keep it G with it these other the n****s wanna
Take the perky with the lean with it you know I gotta lean with it
I ain't gonna buy a gun if you don't gotta be with it
Ain't no one on ones B***h I got the team with
No joke f**k a pun pill pop f**k a pint
Take the perky with the lean with it you know I gotta lean with it
I ain't gonna buy a gun if you don't gotta be with it
Ain't no one on ones B***h I got the team with
No joke f**k a pun pill pop f**k a pint
Oh oh oh
Take a deuce to the face got a nigga slow
Kids don't do d*ugs they're horrible yeah
But if you go you better go do em
Oh oh oh, bullet holes to his face take away so
F*** n****s on my nerves I feel horrible yeah
So i'ma go shoot em and put a few through um
Tell me im delusional im unusual
Try to put mein a boxbut this sh** aint my funeral
But i guess im sliding on this like im talking through a ouija board（Why?）
This industry rub me the wrong way I ain't no genie boy（Ayy）
Just know that if you wish I would disappear
I'll just reappear like I'm Houdini boy
Wanna cross me better luck with a tight rope
I can see fakes to a **********in' blindfold（Um）
Take it back space that I need like a typo
Trimming out the fat i aint talkin bout lipo, aiming for the top shawty blow my mind just like a shiper do
I'm tryna stack these hundreds'til the **********ing sky is blue
Oh wait
Wasn't even trying to, no way
It'll never dive into okay
F*** with me might squeeze a 9 like I'm MC maneuver J say
Say it with your chest I'ma let it bang just like a silver bag
I don't want no scrubs up on my team most of y'all Brillow Pass
Most few rappers lives going in circles like a ceiling fan
Even if you write your shit in real I ain't feeling it
Take the perky with the lean with it you know I gotta lean with it
I ain't gon'buy a gun if it don't gotta beam with it
Ain't no one on ones B***h I got the team with
No joke f**k a pun, pill pop f**k a blunt
Take the perky with the lean with it you know I gotta lean with it
I ain't gon'buy a gun if it don't gotta beam with it
Ain't no one on ones B***h I got the team with
No joke f**k a pun, pill pop f**k a blunt