WHITE LEAN 919slum (Ft. Dvagoh)

[Verse 1: 919SLUM]
Top rope jumpin' like Mysterio, Gold rings
Lookin like a bowl of fucking cheerios, showin'
Off the new black watch lookin like a Swiss bitch
Shots at your dome, basketball, make a swish bitch
Adderall bottles all around leans kitchen
Cutter so thick, leave your skull, dome, missin'
Fourth eye, Times square, mobbin' like some pigeons
Robbin any store that could help us up our digits
Five rocks on my hand, snappin' like I'm Thanos
Got yo bitch blowin' like the wind to my flannel
Flippin' thru a band like a set of TV channels
Hard act to follow, I'mma hard act to handle
Big fucking stompers, never catch me wearing sandals
Step in front of me, Mac truck, leave you trampled
Tryna' play me, I would make you an example
Whitelean, bitch, you could never hold a candle

[Hook: 919SLUM]
Fuck with heaters boy gettin' burnt a bitch
Pull up to the function we gon' turn a bitch
You will not return if you be talkin' shit
Talkin' shit, we be hearin' all of it
Backyard creepin', we gon' hop a fence
He be typin' comments, he be dodgin' fists
Fourth eye, you gon' need a tourniquet (Fuck yo' verse, bitch)
Box cutter, it's his fuckin' turn again