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YoungBoy Never Broke Again
YoungBoy Never Broke Again
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Alec
Alec
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Jeff Beats
Jeff Beats
Программирование
Sinaki Beats
Sinaki Beats
Программирование
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Kentrell Gaulden
Kentrell Gaulden
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Alec
Alec
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Train
Train
Продюсер
Sinaki Beats
Sinaki Beats
Продюсер
Jeff Beats
Jeff Beats
Продюсер
Khris “XO” James
Khris “XO” James
Инженер звукозаписи
Bobby Youngblood
Bobby Youngblood
Миксинг-инженер пространственного звучания
DJ Ryno
DJ Ryno
Миксинг-инженер пространственного звучания
Jason Goldberg
Jason Goldberg
Миксинг-инженер

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Ha, double cup my styrofoam
'Cause you know I like my lean cold on ice
Thinkin' 'bout you layin' inside my room
'Cause you know I didn't forget about your stone-cold eyes
Home, three inside the mornin'
And she blowin' up my phone, tellin' me she want me
'Member the first time I leaned off lean, lean, lean, lean
Know I make sure that she never want for anything
Decline, she still gon' make the phone ring-ring-ring
Know I block her from my line, that's gon' make her pull up on me
Calm it down, ho
I don't know what's goin' on, but know that Patek could be brown, huh
I could switch the band up, no, don't make me flash out
Lure you out that room, now sit your ass down
You gon' stop that bad-mouth, no Smirnoff, straight lean raw
Clingin' from her brain down, grab her, push her brain down
Now you know I'ma leave a stain 'round, them fuck-**** gon' get banged down
Hold me down, told you, "You know I'd never lead you wrong"
They don't fuck with me, you know that I don't need 'em 'round
Ha, double cup my styrofoam
'Cause you know I like my lean cold on ice
Thinkin' 'bout you layin' inside my room
'Cause you know I didn't forget about your stone-cold eyes
Ha, you
How you been livin' and doin'?
See you love that **** you been screwin'
And when you seein' I'm workin', I do this
Play with my lean, remember I fixed her up, then unscrewed the bitch
Know I love you deep, but say, not more than this, I say that's a lie
Yeah, ride around deep inside of a Honda Civic, with pounds in the ride (yeah)
In Dallas and Houston, PT, gotta get it, I'm buyin' it out every time
Whatever we do, we gotta make sure we get it
And you know they gon' hate on our grind
To the top, I'ma climb, try to follow behind they gon' fall
I fuck up, and I buy out the mall, I fuck up, and it end in her drawls
Tote that gun like Rambo, that's a log
When I pull that bitch out they gon' pause
I be drinkin' so much that I'm clogged
Gon' be drinkin' all the way to mornin', I landed on Mars
Ha, double cup my styrofoam
'Cause you know I like my lean cold on ice
Thinkin' 'bout you layin' inside my room
'Cause you know I didn't forget about your stone-cold eyes (stone-cold eyes)
Written by: Bryan Austin Beachley, Kentrell Gaulden, Unknown Composer Author
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