Off The Lean lyrics

Damn Nino that's fire
Young n*gga how I f*ck up a hunnid
I brought my bread so I keep it coming (Gp)
Damn your b*tch, she [?]
I don’t really gotta say nun (Go, go)
I don’t wanna talk about sh*t, if it’s not about a honey bun (Go, goo)
We ride around wit dem sticks, me and my squad have a lotta fun (Woah, go)
And I scored your b*tch, she gave a lil n*gga a home run
And I scored me a brick, yeah lil n*gga that’s a homerun
Choppa cook him up like a steak, yeah leave his ass wit the gun
And I cut that b*tch off, she gonna need me in the long run
You in the hoe ass car and it’s outdated
And I’m in Mars, I feel elevated
I dropped out of school, I’m still educated
She dropped out of school, she still educated
Smoking on this dope, so mеdicated
After I f*cked yo b*tch, shе looked like she meditated
n*gga show respect, show gratitude
Sipping on this drank give me an attitude
SRT got an attitude
This b*tch watching me like an assassin do
And I keep the Glock, I’m assassin dude
In the Beamer car, I thinks it’s faster dude
Cause you got the slow car, and I go faster than you
That n*gga broke as f*ck, he can’t handle the truth
Sipping on this drank, it get me in my mood
I’m sipping on this drank but ain’t sick wit the flu
Two cups n*gga, it got purple stains
Purple stains, n*gga from the steel pain
I lost a lot of sh*t, I don’t feel pain
Your n*gga, hewill cross you, it’s an ill game
I love the view so I roll up some more