Drank on Your Lean - Lil B

Like I said it’s your boy Lil B

It’s the BasedGod on the beat

Yeah

I keep that chopper in the back

I keep that Mac in the front

I got more bitches online

I got them hoes getting drunk

We bout out in the day

We be out in LA

My niggas done came to that party

Living life everyday

I’m gon' stay with that pole

I’m gon' stay with that ladder

I’m coming down like Pimp C

I got that drink and that Fanta

Shout out to Atlanta

All we do is ball

Look at the sky, we superstars

The bitch talking about nigga February

I’m gon' need the motherfuckin' palm trees and sanctuary

I be mixing these bitches heads up, they be acting

I got options bitch, you know I’m trying to get married

Coming down in a Lexus

Shout out to Texas

Me and my young niggas coming down and we flexing

Pop your truck nigga and sip some lean

And fuck with me bitch, we on the team

Drank on your lean baby, drank on your lean

Drank on your lean baby, drank on your lean

Drank on your lean baby, drank on your lean

(BasedGod)

Drank on your lean baby, drank on your lean

Fuck them niggas that did whatever they did to me

Bitch Mob I got niggas that doing time for me

I’m holding niggas back and I ain’t taking no slack

My head hurt, I got so many knives up in my back

I can’t see but my spider sense is tingling

Made in America, my nigga I’m just being me

Niggas hating on me, looking through a glass

I was locked down but now I’m free at last

Rolls Royce or Bentley, nigga smoking that sour kush

I got options, I turned a life into a book

Everything you see nigga ain’t what it look

Nigga made a billion dollars writing a couple hooks

Nigga playing with me, for shit

Niggas still mad about all my childhood shit

I guess I can’t let it go so I’m getting high

Nigga making fun of me, I’ll send him to the sky

Drank on your lean baby, drank on your lean

Drank on your lean baby, drank on your lean

Drank on your lean baby, drank on your lean

(BasedGod)

Drank on your lean baby, drank on your lean