And I’ll be leanin on you, ay

And I’ll be leanin on you, ay

And I’ll be leanin on my crew, ay

And we fleek like fuck, we fleek like fuck, ay

Don’t you waste my time

I got my head in the clouds and I’m doing just fine

I rather you do you and I do mine

Ay dont you cross the line, our shit’s a land mine

Yulluh yulluh yulluh

Hold up, we used to be such fools

Buying their shit like they Chicago Bulls

A wannabe young Ye flipped over the yingyang

Now it’s all money over Monet boo

Morons, how the fuck you gonna beat Voltron

How you gonna beat Mercs with Protons, and so forth and so long

You’ve sold yours, you’re so wrong, they own yours, you’re so fucked

Tactmatic taught me to get back at it like an addict, so now I’m chaining flows like nunchucks

Fuck a Chuck Norris. Me? Rajni man

Flippin’ my fing how only Rajni can

Endorse the new kids with the new soul

Motherfuck the new kids suckin' like old hoes

And I’ll be leanin on you, ay

And I’ll be leanin on you, ay

And I’ll be leanin on my crew, ay

And we fleek like fuck, we fleek like fuck, ay

I told ya, I lovya

I’ll hold ya, I'm ya soldier

“Oh yea?” "Oh yea"

“Oh yea”, "Oh yea?"

But your cobras, you cougars

You two-heads ulars

Gotta kill ya, brrt brrt

It hurts me, cause I feel ya

Don’t lose your head in my neck of the woods

My neck of the woods

Don’t lose your head in my neck of the woods

My neck of the woods

Bitches’ biase, yea the bitch is biase

Blasé blasé

Bitches’ biase, yea the bitch gets biase

Blasé blasé blasé blase

And I’ll be leanin on you, ay

And I’ll be leanin on you, ay

And I’ll be leanin on my crew, ay

And we fleek like fuck, we fleek like fuck, ay

We used to be such fools, momma

We used to be such fools, oh momma

We used to be such fools, oh momma

We used to be such fools, oh momma