I’m sippin’ on red, damn it, I’m a leaner
She say that I’m mean, wait until I turn meaner
Pull up on the scene, .40 on me with a beam (Yeah)
You ain’t no hard n#gg#, you a misdemeanor, I’m a felony
f#ck that b#tch from heaven her name Angel, p#ss# heavenly
I be so damn groovy off this molly like the ’70s
I’m at double G with it, you shopping at the Dollar Tree
I’ma keep it G with it, these other n#gg#s wannabes
Take the Perky with the lean with it, you know I gotta lean with it
I ain’t gon’ buy a gun if it don’t got a beam with it
Ain’t no one-on-ones, b#tch I got the team with me
No joke, f#ck a pun, pill pop, f#ck a blunt
Take the Perky with the lean with it, you know I gotta lean with it
I ain’t gon’ buy a gun if it don’t got a beam with it
Ain’t no one on ones, b#tch I got the team with me
No joke, f#ck a pun, pill pop, f#ck a blunt
Oh-oh-oh
Take a deuce to the face, got a n#gg# slow
Kids, don’t do drugs, they’re horrible
Yeah, but if you gon’ do ’em, you better go do ’em
Oh-oh-oh
Bullet holes to his face, take away his soul
f#ck n#gg#s on my nerves, I feel horrible
Yeah, so I’ma go shoot ’em and put a few through ’em (Oh)
Take the Perky with the lean with it, you know I gotta lean with it
I ain’t gon’ buy a gun if it don’t got a beam with it
Ain’t no one-on-ones, b#tch I got the team with me
No joke, f#ck a pun, pill pop, f#ck a blunt
Take the Perky with the lean with it, you know I gotta lean with it
I ain’t gon’ buy a gun if it don’t got a beam with it
Ain’t no one on ones, b#tch I got the team with me
No joke, f#ck a pun, pill pop, f#ck a blunt
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