Out Da Seal -

We pour that lean out the seal and my mind on a mil'

And these bitches, they know what it is

Don’t play with my niggas, you know we don’t feel you

We don’t got no feelings, somebody gettin' killed

You know I’m ridin' with real

Probably geeked up off a pill

No cap, I just signed a deal

I want that big house on the hill

Can’t fall in love with no bitch

Fuck the fame, I’d rather be rich

Diamonds on me and they glist'

Brought the flame, rack on my wrist

I’m in the club and I got the strap on me

Nigga run up on me, I’m never lackin'

Country boy comin' in, they want the package

And I let 'em have it, you know I’ma tax it

The beat is by Isaac LaFlame

Bitch, I be fly like a plane

I hope that bitch ain’t your main

She let my dawgs run a train (On God)

I got a bag and I stayed the same

Boy, how the fuck can I change?

(How? How?)

Diamonds, they wet like it’s rain

Ginobili, dub for the chain

12 get behind me, I’m jumpin' the fence

Run through that work like I’m Lynch

Young nigga straight out the trench

I never sat on the bench

Flew overseas and met a few baddy lil' bitches

I know how to speak a lil' French

They on they knees, they callin' me daddy

She say I’m a boss and they treat me like Prince

I’m eatin' shrimp with the grits

On the top floor at the Ritz

I was just hittin' them licks

Thousand or better for kicks

I cannot let up for shit

My niggas’ll wet up your bitch

They comin' to me for the tip

Bet they gon' empty the clip, on Crip

We pour that lean out the seal and my mind on a mil'

And these bitches, they know what it is

Don’t play with my niggas, you know we don’t feel you

We don’t got no feelings, somebody gettin' killed

You know I’m ridin' with real

Probably geeked up off a pill

No cap, I just signed a deal

I want that big house on the hill

Can’t fall in love with no bitch

Fuck the fame, I’d rather be rich

Diamonds on me and they glist'

Brought the flame, rack on my wrist

I’m in the club and I got the strap on me

Nigga run up on me, I’m never lackin'

Country boy comin' in, they want the package

And I let 'em have it, you know I’ma tax it

Every day, shrimp with the steak

Storm in the club, need a rake

All of my niggas, they straight

I get you throwed in a lake

I like this bitch, she my ace

She let me cum on her face

Bad little bitch with no waist

And she gon' stay in her place

I got the bitch doin' tip drills

I’m tryna see how the bitch lips feel

Flexin' like I’m in gymnastics

She made out of plastic, but this shit feel real

We had them guns, tryna kill Bill

Rollin' geekin' off a X pill

Cashin' out on all these checks still

She want me to see how that neck feel

I do what I wanna, I’m talkin' 'bout numbers

And I do this shit for my mama

These niggas bitin' like piranhas, they act like they want it

But really they don’t want no drama

Ain’t no such thing as a drought

These bitches don’t want nothin' but clout

I put seven grams in a stout

Double cup me, pour me out (Lean, lean)

We pour that lean out the seal and my mind on a mil'

And these bitches, they know what it is

Don’t play with my niggas, you know we don’t feel you

We don’t got no feelings, somebody gettin' killed

You know I’m ridin' with real

Probably geeked up off a pill

No cap, I just signed a deal

I want that big house on the hill

Can’t fall in love with no bitch

Fuck the fame, I’d rather be rich

Diamonds on me and they glist'

Brought the flame, rack on my wrist

I’m in the club and I got the strap on me

Nigga run up on me, I’m never lackin'

Country boy comin' in, they want the package

And I let 'em have it, you know I’ma tax it