Lyrics

I got that good lean in my cup Good gas in my blunt Feeling good I can't front A7 out front Traded in for my truck Gym shoes in my trunk Ball hard I might stunt Feeling good I can't front I got that good lean in my cup I got that good gas in my blunt Good gas, feeling good Real nigga sticking to the code Got no love for a hoe Me & League just poured a deuce in a liter Now a nigga moving slow Hella ones up on the flow Shaking ass up on that pole Foreign whips when we on the go Gotta make a milli before I go Lil' League want murcielago Already talking about Lambo's Young niggas tryna get real rich We'll be all good if the plan goes Right, grab a sprite I'm just leaning, for the night You know I don't usually do this Why the line so overpriced Aye you ain't told no lie We ain't sippin wine Expensive addiction When I stop sippin I swear to God I miss it I'm high off life But I'm also high off these prescriptions Nodding off Fuck around and forgot to call my bitches I got that good lean in my cup Good gas in my blunt Feeling good I can't front A7 out front Traded in for my truck Gym shoes in my trunk Ball hard I might stunt Feeling good I can't front I got that good lean in my cup I got that good gas in my blunt Good gas, feeling good
Writer(s): Jaylen Carpenter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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