no lean Video (MV)

Oh yeah
Oh yeah
Oh yeah, I need
I need, I need
To hop in a foreign or hop in a scat when I leave
He smoke out a 7, lil' baby, I smoke out a P
It's so cold in this world, I freeze
It's so bloody, get bloody, I bleed
I can pick like Eric Reed
Told her baby, get off of your knees
From the drop to the top, I fee
She say big1, you mean
For that coochie, you know I'm a fiend
I made her transfer, cause she f*ckin' the team
I been poppin' that Perky no lean
Lean
Lean
Lean
Money counter... (Fllll)
Don't get in my way, I been pushin' that cat on the freeway
I'm rippin' her up, I'm sluttin' out on her B-day
I'm missin' lil Geezy, I steady be screaming out GWay
GWay
If you need me, I'm right here
This shit tatted on me, cause ain't no man I fear
Still ain't dropped none, but big1 I'm the man of the year
I'm lit in this bitch, my parlay it just cleared
Smokin' on Plane, you know it's go Crash
392, I be doin' the dash
Got that dog shit in my bag
He dropped that song, that shit was trash
Up on my own, them niggas mad
F*ck the opps, them niggas pass
Niggas ain't real, chill with my dad
You play in my DM, you know I'ma get you
Put that dick in her back, I hit her with that missle
When I give her that bone, she eat all of the gristle
Duckin' the cops we go spin in a rental
Girl, f*ck your ex, that lil' boy he so little
Say he want smoke, oh, you know go spin him
Yeah, I know them young niggas, you know I'm a send em
I been cryin' full of pain
I got Tears on my Denim
I been goin' insane, they know i don't feel em
Might blow out the brain if I get in my feelings
That shit be so lame, how them niggas had did him
Shit f*ck me up, cause I thought you my nigga
Yeah, that shit f*ck me up, how you talk to the pillow
My lil' brother got murdered, ain't talk to the killer
If you die from your pill, we gon' step on that dealer
Designer my weed, smoke Vlone Runtz
9/11, we smoke hella Plane Crash
Got more money than the opps and they mad
Tryna push up on a pussy bitch, where you at?