I'm mixing the lean
Yeah I like 'em lean
I don't eat no meat nigga, oxy, bread, and cheese
I'm fresh like
I'm fresh like febreeze
She just want be free, trust me lil nigga it ain't me
Send her out this way
I got to get paid
Got do that today
Yeah I can't be late
I got get some pinks, yeah, or the blues
They saying I'm that
I'm knowing what to do
They saying I'm that
I'm knowing what they mean
I'm seeing I'm a fiend
Syrup on the jeans
I mean syrup in the genes
Don't come out in the rinse
Step right on that field,
Hit right for the fence
Yeah, right on that -
Uhuh, bitch nigga get lynched
You could do that perping, keep it that side of the fence
Fuck it, I might drink a Jaeger
Serve a white girl, yeah a Janie
Heavy on the oxy, but it don't really be painless
Cash out go to eat, we getting no mains
Nigga pick up your lil mans
Nigga, he done started hating
Nigga, pick up your lil face
Nigga, pick up your lil pace
Nigga, pick up your lil cape
Sometimes we be having them rakes
Uh ha