[Intro]
Okay, okay, yeah (Yo)
Okay, okay, yeah, yeah
Okay, okay (Yeah, yeah)
Lean? L-E-A-N

[Chorus]
Too much drugs, so I need a detox
But it’s too much pain, so I need damn drugs
Too many hoes in my fucking inbox
I find happiness in my muhfuckin' earplugs
I don’t give a fuck about the fame, fuck that shit
All y'all n***as lying on my name, cut that shit
Now you n***as cap on everything, but that shit
Love Santana puttin' you on game, trust that shit
Trust that shit, fuck that bitch
I can't be no jay, I ain’t tweaking off of that shit
Trust that shit, fuck that bitch
Love Santana puttin' you on game, trust that shit

[Bridge]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, fuck that shit
Yeah, ayy, yeah, yeah
Ayy, fuck that bitch
[Verse]
You need to get on your shit tonight
Yo' n***a a bitch, in my crib tonight
Hoes on a n***a, left and right
See yo' brother with me, but no pressure in sight
These n***as ain't real, like, "Yeah, a'ight"
Cartier but my VVS bite
Runtz on me, so I'm high as a kite
N***as pussy as fuck, fleshlight
Ba-bad bitch, wanna test drive
Walk in, got a bitch life
Destiny's Child, I must have arrived
These .223's make your bitch test drive
It's 2:09, man I'm sleep deprived
Don't nobody know how I'm feelin' this high
I walk in that ho with a Glick on my side
No second chances, no revives
No second chances, can't do that
This MAC-11 turn a n***a blue black
I'm high as fuck, yeah I feel blue black
I'mma manifest so I see these racks
VVS, drip or drown like that
What you say gang? Yo' bitch like that
See the V yes, ho' that's on my back
And [?] all we know, [?]
And I'm still in the cut, n***a
With them [?] on, you a fuck n***a
With yo' damn fingers on what trigger?
Hidin' that lil' n***a, in love n***a
I cannot cuff no n***a
Wanna feature from me? No n***a
I cannot trust no n***a
Fuck what you sayin', this a talent show n***a
SRT, go n***a
In real life, you a ho n***a
Headshot, now they mind blown n***a
Yo' bitch wanna damn blow a n***a
[?] in my toes n***a
I can't hang amongst those n***as
Got the Glock at my shows n***a
She fuckin' with the damn flow n***a
[Chorus]
Too much drugs, so I need a detox
But it’s too much pain, so I need damn drugs
Too many hoes in my fucking inbox
I find happiness in my muhfuckin' earplugs
I don’t give a fuck about the fame, fuck that shit
All y'all n***as lying on my name, cut that shit
Now all you n***as cap on everything, but that shit
Love Santana puttin' you on game, trust that shit
Trust that shit, fuck that bitch
I can't be no jay, I ain’t tweaking off of that shit
Trust that shit, fuck that bitch
Love Santana puttin' you on game, trust that shit

[Outro]
Yeah, yeah