215 Tr3l - L E A N Lyrics

Chaser I put my juice up give me halo up chaser in my Fanta
Lean in my gut perky f*ck me up
I can't feel at all hear it when I talk
Summer 24 Christian Dior so galore
Slidin' scat's you're ridin' accord
Drivin' to the max uh-huh I been countin' racks uh-huh
They say life is a race therefore I can't be lost
I can't stress uh you f*ck with my ex uh-huh
Keep a Ruga tuck it with my tech uh-huh
I'm a king boy you been a pest
I come from the wild west we known for all our acts uh-huh
These niggas ain't really bout it let's get it
These niggas cappin' they all in they feelings
I f*ck bitch nigga yes I admit it
I love to get money I up my percentage
I been killin' niggas you dig
I been gettin' money I'm rich
When I'm thirsty I sip uh-huh
Get high then forget it uh-huh
I'm that f*ckin' nigga uh-huh
Bitch you know I'm him uh-huh
Take off in a GTR that's a fast whip uh-huh
But I told bro Paul Wall I watch him crash yeah
Lean in my gut uh-huh
Perky f*ck me up uh-huh
I can't feel at all uh-huh
Hear it when I talk
Uh-huh