(Chorus)
She  want a bag, she want some lean
Roll  up some gas, pour up some lean
Been in the trap, don't want to fiend
He talking about racks he never seen
Drip  rips all on my jeans
Big  fifth in the Louis V
Big crip, throwing up threes
She  wanna do me, she gotta do team
And I'm on the road and I'm moving neat
Whole lotta straps in the backseat
N***a try me, gon D-I-E
I'm  up in the club, I'm VIP
When I was young I need ID
And all my drip so B-I-G
And all these bitches wanna fuck with me now
Turn me up on the speaker

(Verse)
Little bitch want some lean
Or might want a feature
Don't really need me a fiend, done moving Christina
Bro let's stay so neat, moving like a creature
40 or the fees, he even got a nina
(feds) caught me on the street, pulling out a camera
Telling me I'm mean, I ain't got no manners
Bitch such a freak, I might get her cut up
And I'm all out of lean, hope nobody sus
Had a bitch on her knees, cuz I can't get her knocked up
I need my n***as freed, free the twin Tallups
If they need canteen, you know that I gotta
Bro left some on the scene, I wish that he got all of it