TFE Sheedo - Lean Flow Lyrics

I just downed a four, I feeling sleepy now
And I booted in this bitch, feel like I popped a bar
And I can't be moving funny, I soon be a star
That lean flow, dead relaxed, I steady cooling out
And we ain't never falling off, we never had a drought
Niggas always talking hot, but that ain't what they about
Goofy niggas, they sneak dissing, trying to get some clout
Shawty heated with me, so she in the corner, trying to pout

And he don't like me, but he bitch trying to FaceTime
And if I get her to the room, she finna dollar wine
Niggas clicking up and still can't f*ck with us combined
And she annoying, so when she call, I just decline
Can't even trip 'bout certain shit, I just say that's fine
Feel like I'm undefeated, never miss one time
Could have your brain smoking, just off of one line
Heavy dro' got me feeling like a nigga paralyzed
And don't get write off trying to see if I about it
Had to get in my own bag, I never had no allowance
They copping out, yeah, they throwing all type white flags
She fall in love with the wave like a durag
So original, this that top figure swag
I was flying all day and now I get jet lag
Shake 'em off me, I just hit 'em with a little drop step
This some shit you can't catch, even if you throw it
His bitch trying to be on my skin, just like some lotion
Love mixing my medication, mixing pills and potions
We exquisite with the dirty, so we just toasting
We let the beef season for a minute, then we roast it
Can't fall in love no more, I ain't in touch with my emotions
Can't never snake myself, so I keeping myself the closest
And we ain't trying to pick at it yet, we just scoping
First time I poured a eighth, swear to God, I couldn't feel my face
They don't diss when I in Nassau, they diss when I in the states
Don't want see no tears, not even if they tatted on my face
She ain't no liquor, so what the f*ck I look like trying to chase
Them niggas police, so if you beef with them, you get a case
I been tell her, what it was, so why she freaking out
He always having hard mouth, but never leave he house
And if you shoot your shot at my bitch, I gon' f*ck your spouse
He raising up a rat because that nigga is a mouse
He claim he really in the field, but he in the couch
That nigga claim he in the field, but he in the couch
Them niggas ain't outside, they ain't jumped off the porch
And don't be watching all my moves, 'cause you gon' get lost
Gang gang, y'all know how it go