Off the Lean* Lancey Foux

[Intro]
(Vint, did you do this?)
Uh, uh, uh
(Jay Trench)
Chyeah

[Chorus]
Red jeans (Chyeah)
Red lean (Let’s go)
Amphetamine (Uh)
Full speed (Sex)
Popped a bean (Uh)
Off the lean (Uh)
Off the lean (Uh)
Off the lean (Uh)

[Verse 1]
Baddie from LA
Baddie from LA
Baddie from Atlanta
Baddie from the Bay
Baddie from London
Baddie from London
Baddie from Paris
Baddie from Paris
Baddie from Norway
Baddie from Sweden
Fuckin' on some twins, tryna get even (Uh)
I'm a Sagittarius, so the bitch say I'm evil (Huh)
I just made a movie and she tryna make a sеquel
I been gettin’ fly, so I’m tryna get еagle
She didn’t wanna let me fuck, pop go the weasel
I’m’ bout to sip a lot of ‘tuss
I’m’ bout to sip a lot of ‘tuss
This Chrome Heart make her buss
This Chrome Heart make her fall in love with a gangster
Range Rover SVR sound like a tractor
I’m with wifey, so I put these baddies on a backlog
I can’t help, I’m a motherfuckin’ G
All these niggas been tryna get like me
I see your new swag, tryna dress like me
I love you lil’ nigga, yeah, yeah, be free
I gotta keep my shank, I’on trust no one
My daddy a machine, I’m a son of a gun
I burn my cigarette, my drink filled up with rum
She got a husband but I'm making her cum (Uh)
Jean Paul Gaultier, one-of-one
Give a fuck when I'm on the stage, I'm a new punk
I just took her on a holiday, under the sun
I'm on a M way getting brain, I'm going dumb
(Let's go)