Lean Sick lyrics

[Hook: Ruben Slikk] (x6)
I done sip too much damn syrup
I think I'm constipated, whoadie
Smoked too many choppas
Now my pupils dilated, whoadie

[Verse 1: Ruben Slikk]
Tokyo, Japan on the codeine, ho please
Recognize a pimp, 'cause you know me
Gotta get right on site, I'm the bee's knees
All them other n*ggas get the pus*y out the freebie
Shouts out to Juana, Lupie, Casey, and Keke
Favorite hoes to think about to make a n*gga skeet, skeet
Booty chain, pimpin' on them n*ggas, gettin' b*tches
Them quarterbacker b*tches catchin' nuts like a frisbee
Put it in her guts, til' a n*gga get dizzy
(Fuzzy meat flesh, soakin' wet no) jizzy
Christmobb n*ggas worldwide with this pimp sh*t
Temp ass n*ggas, shrimp di*ks so they b*tch picks
I don't really need her, but I will peel her off, yuh
Flapback mackin' like Mr. Kakashka
Thraxx on deck like winter for nostrils
Sippin' Leonardo like Splinter's apostles
n*ggas too square like syrup in the waffle
No wonder why the kid got your b*tch in the brothel
n*ggas too square like syrup in the waffle
No wonder why the kid got your b*tch in the brothel
Biatch
[Hook: Ruben Slikk] (2x)
I done sip too much damn syrup
I think I'm constipated, whoadie
Smoked too many choppas
Now my pupils dilated, whoadie

[Verse 2: Ruben Slikk]
You don't know the pain that a n*gga seen
You don't know the man that I been, let alone who I miss, ho
Crystal MD, purple syrup, H-MOB white girl
Never leave a n*gga pack without my pistol
Purple dia's crystal, when I got a fist full
Of your b*tch hair when she blew me like a whistle
Nuts like the bristles on your toothbrush
Listerine is my p*ss, ho, never gave a f*ck
More sl*ts for my di*k, ho, like a popsicle
Munchin' in her mouth when she f*ckin' chokin' on my c*ck
Murder with my pistol, takin' what I wanna
Bully n*ggas 'cause I'm richer and I got a bigger gun

[Hook: Ruben Slikk] (x2)
I done sip too much damn syrup
I think I'm constipated, whoadie
Smoked too many choppas
Now my pupils dilated, whoadie
[Verse 3: Mike Dece]
Like, green grass ripping
While I'm styrofoam sipping
Now I'm having trouble sh*tting from the prometh'
Got this deuce in my hand
And the deuce kicks in
Mix the Afghanistan with the purp rest
b*tch on her knees praising me so she get blessed
With a fat nut in her face, make her confess
b*tch, I'm a priest, pushing p's, as I transcest
I just wanna f*ck
Not my fault she got obsessed with sex
Like the television how I keep my pistol suppressed
Profess, in this pimpin' sh*t, I'm playin' ho chess
Upset, at my f*ckin' swagger, suck the excess
Out my f*ckin' scrotum, when I bone 'em they get possessed
Oh yes, f*ck the Illuminati, b*tch, I floress
Ho's get stockholm syndrome, you know how I oppress
No checks, I don't give a f*ck if you are depressed
I'm turnin' into Chris if that b*tch f*ck with my progress
PROPRBOY sh*t, b*tch, you're so f*cking colest
f*ck the internet, I never gave the feds my address
Pass in my land and you're sure to get your ass pressed
Rest in piece to Lord Infamous
Fork in the devil on a couple times of assets
Chillin' overseas, countin' up my f*ckin' assets
Motherf*ck the government, I never pay no taxes
High as f*ck with a whole entire sack of that, kush
All in the bush 'til it's mush
Hit it from the back, no sus
So constipated, sot me so aggravated
Might need a laxivative or maybe a push
Swagger all up on my tush
Intercontinental, showman til will live as we should
Shots to your temple leave you in the hellhole
Your brand'll no tello so deep in the woods
[Hook: Mike Dece] (x4)
I done sip too much damn syrup
I think I'm constipated, whoadie
Smoked too many choppas
Now my pupils dilated, whoadie